BWW JR: Dr. Seuss' HOW THE GRINCH STOLE CHRISTMAS! The Musical
Back to the Articleby Erin Leigh Peck
This was one tough weekend for parents across the nation. With lumps in our throats, we shut off the news and swallowed our feelings, putting on a happy face for our kids and trying our best to make them feel safe while the events in Newtown, Ct. had destabilized our whole sense of how the world is supposed to work. Being from the area, I never realized just how important a role my secure enclave of a hometown played in my overall sense of well-being. Now that such horrific danger has touched a place I once believed to be sheltered and impregnable, just minutes from my hometown, I, like many parents, have been left to wonder if I will ever be able to protect my children.
I am so thankful to the amazing cast, crew and orchestra of The Grinch for not disappointing. My kids were absolutely memorized by this colorful, uplifting, 65-minute explosion of imagination and Whoville charm. My little guy, usually over-active and not easy to please, spent the entire first 45 minutes staring trance-like at the stage with his jaw hung open. My nine-year-old stopped being "over it" long enough to be genuinely delighted and my husband and I were impressed by the incredible performances. (Yes, Natalie Hil. Your voice is Un-Be-lieve-a-ble). This is one of the rare shows in NYC that truly is great for little and big kids. There is enough At the end of the show, a special, snowy surprise left my kids all twinkly and hopeful. It was one of those magical parenting moments when you are sitting next to your children, watching them be delighted, and you feel the image of their happy faces being etched into your memory forever. On a day like last Friday, I needed an image like that. The joy of being in that theatre, in that moment, with no awareness of the bad things happening in the world. A moment of pure, child-like delight at a much needed moment. Perfect timing for the magic of theatre. GET TO THE POINT, MOM!
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