So Grandma and Grandpa De Marr gave tickets to The Lion King to Lindsey and I so that we could take Brooklyn. They had already seen it a time or five so we had 4 tickets and decided to take Grandma Tiller (aka Mimi).
[Insert plug where we are eternally grateful to the enriching development of not only my child but of myself in general from all the musicals and plays that my parents have consistently taken me too since I was about 14. While I can't say I was always 100% happy about it I look back and say that I am very indepted to my parents for making these items happen.]
Now my parents could not have known nor could I have anticipated but this trip to the lion king was on January 18th the day before MLK day, 2 days before the Inoguration, and the start of Brooklyn's week long exploration of famou African American's in our history. The Lion King was a perfect begining as it was a great exploration into Africa from an animal perspective. Now I admit that I am beyond silly at times but I never really looked at the deeper meaning of the Lion King until I saw the musical looked into all the African Roots that this musical has. On a side note I re-watched the Lion King with Brooklyn this past weekend and was amazed I had missed it, though half not surprised as I think a) I am beyond an idiot at times and b) at times so color blind I don't get the idea of points being made. I know I know I am an idiot see 'a)'. Anyways it was a great time had by one and all. Brooklyn really loved the show and was constantly amazed at all the information she had to process. She thought she was going to be scared and quite the opposite she was enthralled by the costumes the music and then dancing. To date I think this was one of my personal favorite shows to tell you the truth.
One other small note before I let you have at the pictures of which there are few: DO NOT EVER TAKE A CAMERA INTO THE LION KING. We sat their waiting for the show to start and were maybe 10 minutes early and we decided we would take a few small pictures of the 'family' not the stage not anything but us sitting in our seats. Well we had 3 attedants, yes three, at our seats yelling at us not to take the picture before we could take the 2nd picture and a second picture does not take long for the De Marr family (as you well know), hence my rather sour expression on my face in the 2nd at our seat pictures.
Now my parents could not have known nor could I have anticipated but this trip to the lion king was on January 18th the day before MLK day, 2 days before the Inoguration, and the start of Brooklyn's week long exploration of famou African American's in our history. The Lion King was a perfect begining as it was a great exploration into Africa from an animal perspective. Now I admit that I am beyond silly at times but I never really looked at the deeper meaning of the Lion King until I saw the musical looked into all the African Roots that this musical has. On a side note I re-watched the Lion King with Brooklyn this past weekend and was amazed I had missed it, though half not surprised as I think a) I am beyond an idiot at times and b) at times so color blind I don't get the idea of points being made. I know I know I am an idiot see 'a)'. Anyways it was a great time had by one and all. Brooklyn really loved the show and was constantly amazed at all the information she had to process. She thought she was going to be scared and quite the opposite she was enthralled by the costumes the music and then dancing. To date I think this was one of my personal favorite shows to tell you the truth.
One other small note before I let you have at the pictures of which there are few: DO NOT EVER TAKE A CAMERA INTO THE LION KING. We sat their waiting for the show to start and were maybe 10 minutes early and we decided we would take a few small pictures of the 'family' not the stage not anything but us sitting in our seats. Well we had 3 attedants, yes three, at our seats yelling at us not to take the picture before we could take the 2nd picture and a second picture does not take long for the De Marr family (as you well know), hence my rather sour expression on my face in the 2nd at our seat pictures.
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