Well, the shows certainly are fanciful and full of creativity. The only catch is that they're not given by Lauren. Well, at least she's not the one behind the curtain. No way. At her command, any adult that enters the house is required to crouch down behind the kids-sized theater and work the puppets while Lauren becomes the sole audience member. Had we realized this is how the theater would be used, we certainly would have invested in a larger set-up that would have been way easier on grown-up aching backs and cracking knees.
It is, however, very much an interactive show. The best way to describe Lauren's participation in the performance? One word: Director. Think Steven Spielberg or Nora Ephron. Guess we should have known by the way she constantly grabs the camera and ends up taking better photos than I do. The girl truly has an eye for it. Too bad Stanford doesn't have a reknown film program.
This morning, Pop-Pop Mark was her willing disciple (like he had a choice).
Eagerly awaiting the opening act:
Discussing the storyline with the characters:
Blowing a kiss after the encore:
This facial expression is courtesy of being forced to sit in this position for too long. Brian, Dad's going to need some acupuncture soon:
Post-performance snuggle. Way better than flowers.
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