We did end up going to see Meet the Robinsons yesterday. They only had it in 3-D, so I'm not sure how much Sam got out of it, because he refused to keep his glasses on. Of course, with as much popcorn butter as he ended up getting on them, he could probably see more clearly without the glasses.
Last night, after some frantic cleaning and occasional glances at game 7 of the Jazz/Rockets series, I woke up Sam, and the four boys went to the airport to pick up Charley and Denise.
Boy's Week is officially over, and we wouldn't have it any other way.