Mother Goose Egg

Today we witnessed our first (and likely last) ever pantomime.  It is an interactive play where the audience boos, hisses, cheers, shouts out answers, etc.  In keeping with the pantomime tradition the lead character, Mother Goose, was played by a man.  Wowsers.  There was a villain, a love story, dancers, jokes.  In all honesty, it was a little bit dicey.  It was absolutely billed as a family friendly kid show (which was why we intentionally avoided several other pantomimes.)  Just goes to show you, when the lead is a man dressed up like a woman, all bets are off.  The real kicker was that it took us over 2 hours to drive the 8.2 miles home.  No flippin joke.  Some one, somewhere must have gotten in a traffic accident.  Annie couldn't hold it and eventually opted to pee in a plastic bag in the car, also no flippin joke.   The highlight was the delicious Christmas Eve dinner of Roast Beef, Green beans, Mashed Potatoes, Gravy, Piggy Pudding, Mini-Chimmis... wait. We didn't have none of that stuff.  The traffic put dinner in a nasty lurch, so Christmas Eve London style was hosted by the ever faithful McDonald's.   Grody, but fun. Lest you all cry your eyes out on our behalf, we did have a lovely night with Luke 2, many, many Christmas Carols, Favorite Christmas memories, and cookies/biscuits.  You better watch out, you better not cry...

The anticipation of the show, Mother Goose,  is killing them!

Calvin as the Baddie, Owen as Mother Goose, Annie as the Fairy Godmother. 

Simon as the Baddie, Ryan as Mother Goose (who incidentally begged for this picture) and me as the Fairy Godmother.

Tucking into some nuggets, fries, whoppers, filet of fishes, chicken sandwiches, cheese burgers, and indigestion.  A Christmas Eve to be remembered, even when we try to forget.

The children waiting to open their one Christmas Eve gift.

Christmas Eve slippers, lined up from oldest to youngest.

Happy Christmas Eve!