She promptly informed me that she didn’t want to go if she had to miss practice. Always dedicated, she is. Well, I promptly informed her that I had purchased the tickets and we were going, but that we could compromise and go to the first half of practice and leave straight for the show.
Besides the gymnastics factor, we had several more stacked against us. First, she is not a princess kind of girl and Cinderella is her least favorite of the princesses. Also, she had seen a children’s performance of another play and had enjoyed it but wasn’t really all that impressed. I don’t think she really had any concept of what a major theater production was all about.
As the day arrived, she seemed to be a little more enthusiastic. It probably didn’t hurt that she had accomplished two major feats at the gym that week and was putting a little less pressure on herself for the upcoming first meet ever.
She also found out that several of her teammates had gone to the show as well and they had liked it. A little friend endorsement certainly never hurts.
So, we went to dinner and over to the show. The lobby was overflowing with little girls in princess dresses and tiaras. Meanwhile, The Fellows is dressed very cutely in a cotton dress and leggings over her leo. We did the best we could to clean up but a sweaty pony and chalk smudges were unavoidable. She still looked beautiful to me. I think she looks the most adorable right after gym; sweaty, red, and covered with chalk. Someone asked her where her tiara was, and she just looked at her blankly and said “HUH?”.
But, then the show started. I have to say, it wasn’t my favorite of the musicals I have seen lately, but watching her loving it so much was absolutely priceless. She got a little restless during the slow numbers and romantic parts, but she thought the stepsisters were hilarious and the fairy godmother’s pyrotechnics were awesome. There was a point when the entire stage was lit up like the fourth of July. Very cool.
The one thing I thought was really great about this show was the message. The story was updates, the cast multiethnic and the moral was very good. The focus was on taking responsibility for your dreams and doing the work and then anything is possible, even if everyone else says it is totally impossible.
Here is Cinderella and her Fairy Godmother rehearsing our mutually favorite number “Impossible”.
My absolute favorite part of the evening and my most recent flabbergastedly proud mama moment was the car ride home. Here is how it went…
The Fellows: Mama, are impossible dreams really possible?
Me: Well, yes, most of the time.
The Fellows: Then I want to be a princess when I grow up.
[At this point my jaw dropped and heart sank just a little. Great, taking her to see Cinderella had turned her]
Me: Wow, so what does being a princess mean to you?
The Fellows: [Thinks for several seconds and then answers] Being responsible for yourself and really really nice.
Me: [I think I may have made some strange sound at this point] I think that is a wonderful thing to want to be honey.
God, I love that kid. She makes me so proud every day.