Movie Phobia

Once upon a time, in a land far away (KY), there lived a young boy who loved movies. He was allowed to watch one movie a day and loved to watch just about anything. Now, to be fair, he had his favorites, and who doesn't, but he would watch anything his mom said was OK. Then the young boy moved with his parents to a new place and next door lived two little boys who loved movies too. Soon the three boys became good friends and the two little boys came over two days a week while their mom went to work. Now the young boy was faced with something he had never encountered before: he didn't get to always pick the movie of the day, he had to take turns with the two little boys. Tantrums ensued and tears were shed and now the young boy has a movie phobia. No new movies can go into the DVD player without tears and screams.

Now the young boy has a little sister and she loves to take the movies off their shelf. The young boy patiently takes each movie, stacks it up beside the TV, and says things like, "Aunt Mandy would love this movie" and "Grandma might want this movie back" and "We should sell this movie".