The Boys Discover Their Parents' Anime Collection

Wonderful Husband bolted the new media storage cabinet to the wall on Sunday, so I dragged out our boxes of DVDs and Blu-rays and began to fill it.

Problem: we have four boxes.  It will only fit about three.

A lot of this problem, of course, is predicated on the fact that we have several anime series, which take anywhere from four to twelve DVDs each.  So we've agreed that we need to winnow out some which are not our favorites, and for some of the must-keep series, see if they've been re-released in more compact forms.  Spend more money to save space, I guess.

But this afternoon, Squiddle pulls a DVD out of box four and shows it to me.  "Can we watch this now?"

It is Princess Tutu.  Of which he has only ever seen the (AWESOME!) "Håll om mig nu" AMV.

Wonderful Husband and I each independently give consent, and, well... my boys are now watching their first non-Ghibli anime.  And it's a good one.

(And, hmm, the whole series is now available as one single Blu-ray instead of six DVDs.  Step one to a less bulky anime collection!)