Two Months, Two Months, Where Have You Been?

Nora's second month of life included many trips similar to those she encountered in her first month of life, but this second month boosted Nora's cultural street cred (er, indoor cred) through her presence at three artful meetings and five theatrical productions. We're giving this kid the appropriate foundation for...writing grants? Becoming an art snob? Being afraid of the dark?

Nora's First Puppet Show:
Printer's Devil's A Boy in the Beastly City at Theatre Off Jackson

Nora's First Performance Art:
Socìetas Raffaello Sanzio's Hey, Girl at On the Boards

Nora's First Play Inspired by a Natural Disaster:
The Breach at Seattle Repertory Theatre

Nora's First Musical:
Pippin at Youth Theatre Northwest

Nora's First Green-Powered Plays:
Keep the Light On at Annex Theatre

That last play had the added distinction of being the first Annex show in ten years for which I was solely an audience member. Not such a bad way to watch a show! And Nora got her own little shout out by one of the cast members as "Hope," the new baby born to a couple who had survived the apocolypse (along with the other members of the show and audience...more info on show and framework by clicking the link...and on the other shows by clicking those links).

Yes, that is rather a bunch of art for five weeks..WAIT! I just remembered one more! We also went to see the Book-it All Over! residency performances of The Lorax and The Sneetches at West Woodland Elementary. That was also an odd experience as I've led that residency for the last five years. (This year it was led quite well by my friend and colleague Rachel Atkins.) I have to admit that it was pretty satisfying to take a baby to an elementary school because you know who loves babies? Other kids!

I'm sure this trend of regular arts attendance with the baby will be coming to a close over the next few months, but until then we have plans to attend what we can when we can...and one of these days that will include a show or three at Seattle Children's Theatre, y'know, the place with an actual cry room.

Note: we are equally adept at just getting stuck in the house for hours on end trying to get dressed and fed.