On Friday, I left work a little early as I was concerned about being late. When I got home my beloved children were sprawled out on the couch like we had no plans. Mind you they didn’t know where we were going but still.
We left the house at 6 and even with traffic and highway lane closures arrived at the theatre with plenty of time to spare.
In the olden days, I just used to tell my kids we were going on an adventure and that was enough. Now they have turned into detectives and spies in order to figure out where we are going. I printed the directions to the Princess of Wales theatre instead of just the address and that was enough to clue Princess in that we were going to see The Lion King.
Once it was confirmed, Diva became a much happier child. At home she was begging to be left behind as she thought we were going to a family function.
Our seats were in the 6th row from the stage starting at the aisle. The last time I saw The Lion King I remember being in awe and thinking when I come back I must have aisle seats.
As we sat in the theatre I felt like it was much smaller that I remember it.
The show was phenomenal. We all really enjoyed it.
I’m so glad I took my girls.
Now they want to see Wicked.