“Downtown Vancouver is so exotic” ~10 year old boy
Well I guess that is your perspective when you have been living at the cabin for a month. I thought it was a bit much, but then driving down Granville Street, there are sights that I sure don’t see everyday. Mostly the people, much different from my suburban ‘hood.
We made a trip into the heart of Vancouver’s Stanley Park last night to watch the closing night of Bye, Bye, Birdie. It was a Theatre Under The Stars production at Malkin Bowl. This is just the latest in a string of productions that we have attended as a family. For us there is a sort of pomp and circumstance involved. We usually get to drive to another part of the city, eat out, (which the kids never seem to tire of), stay up late and let your imagination roam. The last bit is what I like the most. It is a different experience than a Hollywood movie.
We started to attend live theatre as soon as the kids were reasonably old enough. It was a Christmas production of Peter Pan and my daughter was probably 4 and my son 6. We had front row balcony seats in a Calgary Theatre very much the same shape as the Globe Theatre in London. If they could make it through at that age, I knew we could continue to develop our repertoire of viewings.
Since that early show, we have tried to attend something twice per year – a summer and Christmas presentation. (I even snuck in the ballet last Christmas!) Beyond my own enjoyment, I sneak peaks at my babies throughout and take little mental snap shots of them. It is amazing to watch their multitude of expressions. Later, I always try to find out what those stares might have meant, but the moments are always very fleeting.