Growing up, my siblings and I loved to watch Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. Loved it--except the part where the child catcher dresses up like a candy man and throws Jeremy and Jemima in a cage. Not okay.
Dan, however, never liked the show. I feel really bad for him for that fact. But this weekend we watched it again and I think he kind of enjoyed himself. The best part was after Caratacus Pott's dancing number when Dan said to me "Well, at least now I know where you learned to dance."
I wish I could dance that good. At least he knows where I get my inspiration.