It’s the 2nd of January. 2020, in case you missed that bit. So its officially ‘back to work’ day, even though I reckon about half the City won’t return til Monday. But for the first time in recorded history, back-to-work day coincides with Lila-day. Ok, Lila’s only 2 so there its not like a burning historical issue or a total eclipse, but its very relevant in my life. But as Lila trumps work (Lila actually trumps EVERYTHING!!!!) we are going to see Peppa Pig. Even Peppa Pid (we still struggle with ‘g’ sounds a bit). Either way, Lila and I are headed uptown to see the hottest stage event since Hamilton. Bigger than West Side Story. And I’m excited. Really excited. Not the show so much, more with the logistics of getting a 2 (and 3/4) year old across London when we don’t so much get a ‘2 minute warning’ for impending bladder activity, but a burning imperative with total immediacy. “I need a wee!” means I’ve started. Lila’s going to watch Peppa, I’m going to watch her. The enjoyment, the excitement, the unbounded enthusiasm and total immersion that only a child can bring to any event.
And I’m going now!
Happy Thursday
A xxxx
Then don’t take her to anything else. She’s not ready. Lila was ok but wouldn’t have been upset if the intermission had been the end. Wait til next Xmas, they’ll all be on again.
Got a fantastic travel potty you can borrow when you take Mary to see Peppa Pig.
Hope it all went well. We are taking Neevie (our spelling) to see The Snowman on Saturday morning but she LOVES Pepper Pig as they alldo so I’ll try and find out where it’s showing. She went to see The Tiger who came to Tea, but the first half, couldn’t sit still, so her Mum and Dad had to leave.
Hapoy 2020 with peace and tolerance to all
Shirley H.xxxx
Lila’s bladder is still better than Mary’s! Enjoy- I expect a detailed account of the plot.