Tonight, I am sitting on the couch listening to sounds of
a movie in the adjoining room. My
princess is sick and on prednisone. My
husband is watching the movie with her.
She’s snuggled up on the floor while he is lying on the futon. It’s what they do and it is fun to observe
their interactions.
My husband habitually narrates movies. A friend told us once that he should be the
narrator for the voice over on movies for the blind. I know, that sounds made up right? Well, it’s not (http://www.descriptivevideoworks.com/). My girl is starting to develop this
same habit not only with movies and tv shows but games, too. I know someday, she is going to narrate a
trip we take, and that the trip she
chooses to start doing this will be the five hour one. Eventually, they will have dueling narrations
at the movie theaters and people will hush them. Alright, alright, I will be among the people who will
hush them. But you know what? When she grows up, she’s going to be the best
voice over narrator period.
