Monday afternoon, January 2nd, take the daughter and the boy to see The Poseidon Adventure. By which I mean the original, 1972 version with Red Buttons and Gene Hackman and Ernest Borgnine, etc, etc.
Both brilliant and absolute rubbish, laughable fashions (that I'd kill to replicate), overly explicit dialogue, the complete adherence to all the moral conventions of disaster films. Gene Hackman does well, Ernest Borgnine bugs his eyes, Roddy McDowell, well, I'm sure it paid well. Just a good introduction to the world of bad classic disaster films, when it's over the boy's spent an hour and a half laughing while the daughter happily exclaims "That was good...how come I've never heard of it?...".
Oh, there's a lot more you've never heard of. Have to get her out to the Koot's to show her "Towering Inferno" and "Airport" and maybe "Earthquake" and, for a bit of comic relief (that she'll then understand) - Airplane.