Tonight as we were coming down from all the excitement of Christmas, Elliott sat down to watch Lassie that we borrowed from the library. This new one was a Disney remake (one of many?) in which a family moved and the boy who was totally disjointed by the move, meets this stray dog, (Lassie...which he kept calling Sassie) to which he bonds. Deeply. Through a chain of cinematic events, Lassie finds himself lost, which breaks the heart of the boy and for the first time I began to see Elliott react emotionally to the story.
Towards the climax of the story Lassie is trying to find his way home to his boy and he wandering the forest and he falls into the river, which is rapidly approaching a cascading waterfall. It is about this time that I look over to see tears in Elliott's eyes and I felt like a latchkey parent for doing other things while he watched this movie by himself.
"Elliott are you alright?"
"Yes, Sassie went over the waterfall and was killed."
Just then to the music of the movie, "Sassie" comes up from the water from behind a strategicly placed rock and Elliott begins to sob. He grabs me and cries and sobs. It was like our own little Fried Green Tomatoes moment. I paused the movie and he recovered a little and we watched the rest of the movie.