Crazy, Awesome, or Crazy-Awesome?

Simba!

I’m taking my six year old to see The Lion King tonight. NOT the movie — the touring Broadway show. Our tickets are unspeakably good.

What the hell am I thinking?

My intent isn’t to spoil but to inspire. But she’s six. I feel like I may have gone a little overboard this time. But – have you seen it live??

I’ve only seen the tour once, I think. I am just so blown away by the costumes (if you can call them that) and effects (and yes, the music isn’t too bad) that when I had the opportunity to take her I jumped on it. It’s not that it’s the best musical ever or anything like that, it’s just the concept is SO creative, and because it is adapted from a Disney movie, it is such a great way to introduce children to theatre.

When I was six years old, I had no concept of live theater, much less going into a major metropolitan city with my mom to SEE live theatre! I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: My childhood has very little in common with that of my own children.

I’m a little concerned she is going to be completely overwhelmed with the entire experience. I just looked at that seating chart and saw that our orchestra seats are on the aisle. When I saw the show last, during the opening the cast entered through the aisles. GULP.

Here’s to blowing my daughter’s mind.

Comments

  1. Crazy-awesome fo’ shizzle