On Sunday during Allie’s afternoon nap and about an hour before the 3 pm show I was feeling increasingly guilty, because we’ve been telling Allie about the show for weeks now. And now the best she was gonna get was a home-made puppet theater and Donald and Mickey speaking with Mom’s and Dad’s voiced from behind the chair. So I called the venue and was told that there are still tickets, but they are all in the last rows. My mind rushed back into my childhood, when my mom took me and my sister to theaters, circuses and other fun events and we always ended up watching the show from nearly the front rows, although we usually started up much, much further away from the stage. Since I always want to be the kind of mom, that my mom is, I thought here was my chance. I’d bring Allie to the front once the show starts without anybody seeing me, because there always seem to be unoccupied seats in the front. Always. I don’t think MJ was too excited about the whole sneaking-to-the-front part, but he joined us anyway. Fast forward…. Somehow we ended up in the VIP seating area. I don’t know how. Those were the seats that our tickets directed us to, but we were looking around nervously for at least 10 minutes after we sat down, thinking that someone was going to kick us out. Noone did.
We took Allie to see Sesame Street a couple months ago and while I had no idea what was happening on the stage (because I couldn't understand any words they were signing, but as MJ explained to me later: there was in fact a plot), I loved it and again the part that I loved was seeing Allie's fascinated face.
I just cannot wait to experience more and more through Allie's eyes and feeling. So often even something ordinary becomes amazing when Allie looks at it and she definitely passes on her emotions and fascination to me. What a gift that is!