For weeks DD was asking, no BEGGING, to watch the movie "The Hand of Midas." We had no idea what she was talking about and even asked her grandparents if she had watched the movie at one of their houses. I went on IMDB and did a google search. No luck. The movie, or anything that sounded like that, did not exist.
Finally, we just had to tell her to stop asking for it because it was frustrating for all involved. She'd get so ticked off at us for not knowing what she was talking about.
Then, one day, DH put in a movie for us to watch. DD got so excited. Yay! "The Hand of Midas!" she said. DH and I looked at each other with looks combining confusion and elation. "The Hand of Midas" was really....
... "The Phantom of the Opera"
Really? We would have never guessed that in a million years. Oh, the joys of parenting.
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