Ian and I seem to have acquired a stomach bug and, as a result, Caitlyn got to watch The Wizard of Oz this afternoon. This was her first occasion to talk to the characters on screen, telling Dorothy and Co., “Hurry! Hurry! Run!” while they were attempting an escape from the Witch. And thus is the future habit of telling horror movie victims, “Not that way! Can’t you hear the soundtrack cues?!?” born.