An Early-Morning Date

This morning as I was getting ready, J and M were in her room and I could hear J going on about a show: Did she want to be part of the show? Did she like the show? Who did she want to be in the show? show, Show, SHOW!!!

When I walked in a few minutes later, J told me that he and M had gone out to dinner to a show, not AND a show, but to a show. This is a venue where you go see a show AND you eat dinner too. That sounds a lot like a dinner theatre except that I have no idea where he got this idea. We've never been anywhere like that nor do we talk about anything like that. I guess all of this came out of his imagination.

He informed me that M had spaghetti and he had pizza while the show was going on. And, after dinner, they were able to watch two more shows. That's a good gig in today's economy.

He went on to tell me that not only were they spectators, but they were also invited to be a part of this morning's grand performance. Maybe this is the way to earn their keep...this place's version of washing the dishes.

I've yet to find out what the show was all about, but it sounds like the date went well.

Maybe D can learn a thing or two from J on this particular topic -- or maybe that's exactly who he's learning it from.