Saturday night the four of us braved (another) winter storm and headed into the City. It was cold and snowy and blustery and the streets were treacherous and oddly unplowed--in short, leaving the house was about the last thing I wanted to do.
Our local train station always looks so romantic at night.
But we had a very, VERY important destination.
BROADWAY. For Leo and Ellie's first show: (Aladdin)!
Photo courtesy The Washington Post
I was twenty six when I saw my first Broadway show, on a trip to New York a few month before moving there (it was "Rent" of course). What lucky kids these guys are!
Terrible picture, wonderful time.
The excitement was palpable. "How many more minutes, Mommy?" I must have heard that about fifteen times. I can't say I blamed her. It IS a big deal.
The show was wonderful. Like all great Broadway musicals it had fabulous music, wonderful dancing and stunning special effects.
As the lights went up at intermission I leaned forward to gauge Leo's reaction. "Mommy, I love it!" he announced, grinning from ear to ear.
But of course it wasn't just about the play--it was about being able to share this experience with the kids. I've been playing them Broadway show tunes since they were infants and they know that Broadway is a big deal to me (I'm a self-professed Musical Theater Nerd, as you know). So now they know what all the fuss is about, and they have first hand proof that their Mommy isn't too crazy after all--that Broadway IS pretty amazing.
1 comment:
great story and perspective. as parents we need to have these discussions to ward off kids holding in their conflicting feelings. Your daughter is amazing with her compassion. Always enjoy your blog re-caps!!
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