Mama date - Matilda
Waaaaay back in May, Myl bought Lu and I Matilda tickets for mothers day.
It seemed like forever away but August came up before we knew it and off we went for a very special mama date.
We spent most of the day as a family in Leichhardt, our old hood. We showed the girls our old house and they cared about as much as I care about the cricket score so that was ok.
We walked around and sighed at how much things had changed and how things had stayed the same but we hadn't etc.
Then we drove down into the city and parked near darling harbour.
After a very seriously close shave with darling harbour, in which two small girls (we won't say who they belong to) were chasing seagulls and almost went for a swim, we parted ways. Smalls and Myl off for dumplings in Chinatown and a train (YES) trip home and Lu and I off for an adventure like no other.
We had plenty of time to spare so we had dinner at Pancakes on the Rocks on Darling Harbour. (Lus' choice) A music film clip from The Hobbit came up on the TV screen and Lu asked me why there were so many Santas on the hill.
With dinner done we headed for the theatre. We were pretty early and so spent a while walking uuuuup and dooooown and uuuuup and doooown the swirly staircases looking at the magic Elsa snow. Lu wanted to buy all the souvenirs but we settled for a photo instead.
At last it was time to go in and Lu started shrieking with excitement.
We both loved the show. I was a bit nervous to see how Lu would go with The Trunchbull but she seemed to like it. That or she's mentally blocked it.
She liked the funny bits and loved that most of the people on stage were kids. We may have a career change from ballerina to musical star in the works.
Lu was buzzing after it finished. She was singing the songs and skipped and ran all the way to the car.
But little girls are little girls and she fell fast asleep in the car on the way home as I cursed at Siri driving through the city.
And now, I can't get the songs out of my head. The girls are treated daily to mama renditions of all the songs. At least they're an appreciative audience.
It seemed like forever away but August came up before we knew it and off we went for a very special mama date.
We spent most of the day as a family in Leichhardt, our old hood. We showed the girls our old house and they cared about as much as I care about the cricket score so that was ok.
We walked around and sighed at how much things had changed and how things had stayed the same but we hadn't etc.
Then we drove down into the city and parked near darling harbour.
After a very seriously close shave with darling harbour, in which two small girls (we won't say who they belong to) were chasing seagulls and almost went for a swim, we parted ways. Smalls and Myl off for dumplings in Chinatown and a train (YES) trip home and Lu and I off for an adventure like no other.
We had plenty of time to spare so we had dinner at Pancakes on the Rocks on Darling Harbour. (Lus' choice) A music film clip from The Hobbit came up on the TV screen and Lu asked me why there were so many Santas on the hill.
With dinner done we headed for the theatre. We were pretty early and so spent a while walking uuuuup and dooooown and uuuuup and doooown the swirly staircases looking at the magic Elsa snow. Lu wanted to buy all the souvenirs but we settled for a photo instead.
At last it was time to go in and Lu started shrieking with excitement.
We both loved the show. I was a bit nervous to see how Lu would go with The Trunchbull but she seemed to like it. That or she's mentally blocked it.
She liked the funny bits and loved that most of the people on stage were kids. We may have a career change from ballerina to musical star in the works.
Lu was buzzing after it finished. She was singing the songs and skipped and ran all the way to the car.
But little girls are little girls and she fell fast asleep in the car on the way home as I cursed at Siri driving through the city.
And now, I can't get the songs out of my head. The girls are treated daily to mama renditions of all the songs. At least they're an appreciative audience.
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