I realized it had been about five years since we watched the show. It was during the Covid lockdown when I decided to put it on for them. We were all home all day and we would watch shows and movies when we had time. Rusty's school gave them assigned work, and he would breeze through them and be done in an hour or two. And Dusty was still in preschool and had no homework.
It's kind of amazing how time flies. We only really watched it once through, I think. And then we watched the films again. I'm pretty sure we had already watched "The Holy Grail" and "Life of Brian" by then. Probably multiple times. But I don't think I put on the TV show again for them. Partly because there were so many episodes and I thought it would take a lot of time. There must have been other shows that I wanted them to see. I do remember putting on "Ferris Bueller's Day Off" and "Back to the Future" around that time. So I think I just wanted them to watch more other things.
As I had said multiple times before in this blog, a lot of things make me sad. And Rusty remembering the sketches kind of gave me that melancholy feeling. Or nostalgic, in the literal sense, the kind with pain involved. I just kind of felt bad that he seemed to really love this show and yet I failed to show it to him again until just now.
I did buy him a Monty Python book though back then around that time. it contained the transcription of all the sketches. I didn't recall him reading it that much back then, but he actually talked about the differences from the show to the page. He actually got up and searched for the book, but couldn't find it. I helped to look, but didn't see it either. He seems slightly worried that it's lost, but I assured him it must be somewhere in our messy house.
Saturday night, I finally put the shows on again on and we watched them. There were a lot of laughs. Rusty is studying French so when there was a part when the Pythons were speaking the language, he understood what they were saying and kind of translated for us. There were a lot of laughs, but we couldn't get through all of it before bedtime.
In the morning, the two boys were in the living room hanging out. I asked them if it was Monty Python time, and they were like, nah. I can't remember what they were watching, but it was come cartoon. At least one of them was "The Grinch". I was slightly disappointed, but I let them do their thing. I went out for a quick run.
Later in the day, I sat in my office and did some work. I like being able to do work when I want to, and in the weekends, I sometimes do it. I figure I sometimes do personal stuff during the weekday so it balances out. And I don't feel bad about doing one or the other. In the afternoon, while the two were in the middle of a chess game, Dusty's friend came over and he went outside to play with him. When he got back that evening, Rusty put on "Ocean's Eight" again for the umpteenth time. He had never seen the previous films, but we had that one DVD and apparently he liked it.
I wrapped up my work and joined them. They kind of didn't want to stop their movie, but I was like, nope, it's Monty Python time. They didn't argue, and we watched and soon we were laughing again. I gave them both a cup of milk. We ended up playing chess, Monopoly Jr. and Scrabble. And they stayed up past their bedtime.