One of my cyberacquaintances posted on his Instagram story today about taking his niece to her first Broadway Show, “The Lion King.” I’m not sure exactly what age his niece is, but the post led me to respond to him that “The Lion King” was the first Broadway show I took Tenley to. She was around five or six.
I remember picking that show because I thought (mistakenly) that “The Lion King” is what my sister-in-law had taken my nieces to as their first show (I learned afterward that it had not been).
I can’t say Tenley FELL IN LOVE WITH BROADWAY at that one show (I have loved Broadway since my first show (“The Phantom of the Opera”) and really before that — I just didn’t get to indulge until I saw Phantom.
I remember her being irritated about having to sit in the kiddie booster seat to be able to see (I understand that).
I do remember what a great show it was — the costuming is incredible.
And she and I have shared some wonderful Broadway memories since then: “Beauty and the Beast,” “Mamma Mia!,” “Wicked” (we won the Wicked lottery!), “Xanadu” and “The Putnam County Spelling Bee” (pro-tip — the show is not exactly just about a spelling bee, so taking my 10-year-old was a poor choice in a few ways. She has also made her own Broadway memories with friends (she saw “Hamilton” SIX YEARS before I did but that’s OK – it was worth the wait for me to see it this year).
It was probably about 20 years ago that we saw “The Lion King” together.
Someday she’ll take her own little girl (or boy) and the circle of life will start back up again.
I am linking up to Five Minute Friday. This was a free write; please excuse typos and weird syntax (which I despise!).
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