A daughter is a day brightener and a heart warmer. -unknown author
I made plans to take Margot to an outdoor children’s theater in Culver City this past Saturday, where they were putting on a show billed as “Harry Potter meets Hamlet.” I’d pack a picnic for us (with loads of olives, which mommy hates but Margot loves) and she’d hopefully absorb an appreciation for live performance via osmosis.
It wound up being 96 degrees that day, unfortunately. Sitting outside at midday in oppressive heat, chasing a toddler who couldn’t care less about Harry Potter, Hamlet, or basically anything I’d like her to do, was no longer my idea of a swell time. As it goes.
We regrouped and visited a shady park in Marina del Rey bright and early on Sunday morning. I thought it might be nice to take her on the WaterBus, which makes several stops around the marina. Turns out we’d arrived too early in the morning for that. Oh, well. Another time.
It was pretty perfect, though. Margot loved pointing out all the colors, the boats, the birds, the puppies, and the decorations left in the gazebo following someone’s birthday party. We spent a solid hour walking up and down and back and forth. She made my day.