I went to see Mary Poppins with my folks downtown last Friday. It was a big, Broadway-style production. Gorgeous sets. Insane talent. And we had great seats.
Here's the drawback.
The dude next to me brought his two kids. They were between the ages of 8 and 11. And the boy clearly did not have a taste for the arts.
He did nothing but ask questions and whine in a constant, unbroken conversation with his dad, who patiently answered every question.
These are the questions I heard within the first TWO MINUTES of the show:
[The lights go down]
Are the lights off?
[The singing starts]
Are they singing?
Are those real people?
Are those kids brother and sister?
Is that their real mom?
Why are they talking like that?
How many more songs until this is over?
[during the same song]
How many more songs until this is over?
[This turned out to be his favorite question of the night]
Can we go home?
And that's how it went. For an hour and a half. He whined. He cried. He kicked seats.
And his dad? Did pretty much nothing to quell any of it.
I know that parents out there will think that I'm being too rough and expecting too much of a little kid, but when you're sitting in an $80 seat, you'd like to hear something better than what you'd hear in the McDonald's PlayPlace for free.
Am I wrong in this?
If your kids are going to act that way at the theater, DON'T BRING THEM TO THE THEATER.
Right?
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