[39/366] a beautiful day in the neighborhood

diffrentcolours told me a long time ago that there was going to be a movie about Mister Rogers, and then yesterday he said it was out now. So this morning we watched the documentary on Netflix, Won't You Be My Neighbor?, to give him a bit of a crash-course in Mr. Rogers because his childhood was sadly lacking in it. That was a nice way to spend this morning: Gary and I had stayed overnight so it was very cozy to be snuggled under a blanket between the two of them and watch it.

I'd seen it before (which is why I thought it'd be a good introduction), on a plane on my way to the U.S. So at least I knew I'd cry, and I did, but at a different bit than I remember.

Then we went to Ikea with Mal in the afternoon (my second trip ever, I still hated it, but at least bringing a Swedish person along meant I learned some more about how to pronounce the names of things!) and just barely had time to go see A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood at the cinea. We hadn't had time for dinner so shared nachos and he had a terrible cinema hot dog.

I really enjoyed it, and I was so pleased that diffrentcolours did too. It made for a pretty cathartic day, really. Mr. Rogers is such a good influence.