Growing up my mom had a whole list of things we shouldn't do. They all had pretty reasonable explanations that seemed totally believable when you're little.
It's October, these things happen (although a little surprised it happens this early in the month. Payback, I suppose, for my egg and toilet papering ways as a kid). The little 20 month old dude and I had been having a great morning, and it was while carrying him and his car seat out to the vehicle that I saw that a pair of eggs had splattered on the driver's side window and door. Ugh...
Well, in a theater that is. I'd heard about how seeing a movie is a much more difficult proposition after a baby is born, and boy has that ever been been true.