Storytime

We see it all the time, children trying to grow up too quick. They want to be older, do the things that older kids do, have the toys/ games that others do...the perceived freedom. At the moment Little Miss is 8 turning 25. Some of her comments are so mature...she spends ages doing her hair, getting upset when this bit or that bit dares to stick up.  She keeps telling us how old she is, that she can do so much more. Yet... On the weekend we took Little Miss and Friend into the city to see the Wizard of Oz. Both are 8, nearly 9. Both have a younger sibling, nearly 2 years old. Both had totally cool outfits on. Both stuck up a pose, full of ATTITUDE in front of the graffiti. But the other side of this is that they were also little girls. They wanted lollies and ice creams and lollies and chocolate and lollies and lolly pops...you get the idea. They also asked 'can we pretend to be sisters?' They spent so much of the time, holding hands, skipping down the stree...

On the weekend we had an adventure. First we picked up two lovely young ladies, Little Miss who is 5, and Young Miss now 9. They didn't know where they were going, just that they were going out. We headed to the city, parked the car.... tested the bike racks for strength... listened to some buskers, watched some street artists (comments made on the naked women being drawn)....walked seemingly aimlessly until we came to a dumpling restaurant. Little Miss loved the steamed ones, Young Miss decided she only liked the 'pasta' or the outside of the dumplings. More seemingly aimless walking until we came to the Regent Theatre...our destination. To see The Lion King. I do love a good show....and my usual partner in theatre is my daughter, but she had seen this show in London on her trip last year. So other half and myself decided it would be good to take some young folk for their first theatre experience. There was much excitement when they realised where w...