My wife’s old high school put on a production of Beauty and the Beast. My daughter really wanted to go. On Friday, she announced that we just had to go that night: “It’s the last show! Tonight at 7:oo!” I told her that if the last time to go to the show as that night, then we couldn’t go. She was heartbroken.
I promised her we would make a visit to the theater this summer.
But six-year-olds don’t always get the details right.
That night, I went on the web and discovered the final show was Sunday afternoon. I snagged two tickets, making sure one was an aisle so my daughter would have a line of sight. I couldn’t go (church responsibilities), but I was glad she and my wife would get to attend.
My daughter loved it. She took the playbill to school the next day.
After dropping her off at school Monday morning, I went to a local coffee shop to work. On their bulletin board, they had a beautiful Beauty and the Beast flyer . I asked for it on a whim and brought home a free poster for my daughter’s room.
A tale as old as time…
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