Saturday morning we went swimming with our neighbors. Oh how I wish we had a pool! The neighbor kids are all fish, totally swimming unassisted – even the one-year-old! We really need to do swim lessons with Fletcher and Lola Gray. Lo is such a waterbaby, and generally pretty fearless, so I think she will take to it pretty easily. Fletcher is much more cautious, so it might be a little harder with him. . . . but as long as they have their floaties on those kids go non-stop. They had so much fun playing with their friends, and Raymond and I even spent some time just kicking back on lounge chairs! Luxury!! I’m hoping they will invite us again.
The afternoon was “date day.” Raymond took Lola Gray to see a production of The Wiz at the Lucas Theater. In his position as Cultural Arts Commissioner he gets free tickets to some community events, and thought this was one she would enjoy. While they were out, Fletcher and I got snacks and curled up on the sofa to watch the first Harry Potter movie. We read the book to him a few months back, so he was excited to see the movie. Really excited. For the first part of the movie he was cracking me up because he kept saying “This must be chapter 1: The Boy Who Lived!” “Oh! This is chapter 3:Letters from No One!” Then he got a little upset because the scene in Diagon Alley at Olivanders Wand Shop did not proceed in the movie exactly as it did in the book. After a while he let go of comparisons to the book and just enjoyed the movie.
Lola Gray also thoroughly enjoyed seeing The Wiz with her Daddy. The show was over 3 hours long, but Raymond said not only did she watch the entire thing, she watched it from the edge of her seat and was totally mesmerized! She even shushed the people sitting next to them for talking during the performance! When they got home (after ice cream at Leopold’s) I asked what her favorite part was and she said “all the singing and dancing!” and then gushed on and on and on about how wonderful everything was.
I asked if she would like to go to another play one day and she answered “Mommy, when I am bigger I want to go to another play and be IN it!” OK. I think she would be wonderful at that! She then turned to Fletcher and told him that he could be in the play too, and he immediately said “No, no, no. I wouldn’t want all those people looking at me.” That’s not surprising. Raymond suggested maybe Fletcher can direct!