Since the show started at 10:30, and she had her annual eye exam at 2, I figured we could eat lunch at the Seattle Centerhouse, or in the car, or outside (weather permitting.) I couldn't really figure out something to do with the Harold theme, short of custom cutting and drawing a sandwich - um, no thanks! I toyed with the idea of letting her loose with my purple food coloring pen, but the Wilton ones really don't write well - on anything. I also thought of including some purple cauliflower, but I knew she wouldn't eat it. And then I didn't end up making lunch the night before, so I had to toss something quick together that morning.
|Top (her lunch): ham and cheese pita pockets, hummus, cheese |
nibblets and CoJack scraps, peas w/carrots, grapes w/blueberries
Bottom (my lunch): bagel w/cream cheese, grapes w/blueberries,
Ranch, carrots and broccoli
|I chose this one because it looks like a |
bunny - she loved it!
We got there after it had started (I know, I know. Big surprise - but it wasn't my fault this time!) The parking lot wouldn't take my debit card or credit card, and wouldn't take a $5. So after wasting precious minutes trying those a few times, I had to scrounge around for ten $1's. Gah! And then hand feed them in. One. By. One. That ate up the extra ten minutes I had planned to use to walk the few blocks (uphill! Huff puff!) to the theater. And then we came at the building from the wrong side and ended up walking 3/4ths of the way around before coming to the side door (the school performances entrance. Front door was locked.) Halfway up the first block my body started rebelling, since I'm not exactly in shape, and my pregnant body has the stamina of a yam.
So they let us in and take us up to seats in the very back. Z was upset that it had already started, and got super pissy when intermission started, thinking that it was all over. "I wanted to see ALL the parts!" She was mollified by getting to see more, and forgot all about getting there late.
It was interesting how they chose to do the whole thing. There was Harold (a big dude with a full head of hair,) and two 'narrators' who sang with him, moved and interacted with props, and did all the animal puppets.
|Harold, with one narrator 'attacking' with the pirate, |
and the other steering the boat.
To mimic the magic crayon, they had backgrounds that were screens and they projected the lines onto them as he drew. Sometimes the backdrops would have bits that unfolded or popped open to make the rest of a tree, say. Or a door. Or he would draw something and then pull out a 3-D version of it from behind the screen, or one of the narrators would bring it to life. It was really quite clever, and Z was totally convinced that he had a magic crayon.
After the show, she decided to go eat in the Center House ("What's a center house?") The tables were packed, from all the school groups, but we managed to find a place to eat.
|Look at that freshly-washed hair! |
Farrah Fawcett, eat your heart out!
After the eye doctor, it was the perfect opportunity to read Harold and the Purple Crayon together. It's a fun story, but the Mommy in me just wants to tell that kid to GO TO BED already! :)