Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Wolftrap!

Having lived in DC for nearly two years something that has always been on my to do list has been to go see something at Wolftrap. Sadly most of the time it's so far off my radar that I don't see that something I would enjoy is there until it has already cleared out and then a lot of the other things they have there aren't super exciting.

This week a Facebook friend posted a coupon code to see The NSO Perform songs from Disney while movie clips and artwork played on the big screen. I thought this was the perfect chance to see something on the cheapish side while still actually being into it. (I less than 3 Disney, most notably the little mermaid and that's what they opened the show with so I had to go.) I bought two tickets for me and Chris and surprised him with a picnic (which I've been told is the best way to enjoy anything at Wolftrap.)

The venue is beautiful and I really want to go back maybe just to walk around and explore a bit more. It was a perfect summer's eve (but seriously folks) with amazing weather and just a great atmosphere of little kids dressed in Disney gear and adults reliving some childhood moments with a classy edge of symphony. The NSO was amazing as always, the vocalists were on point, the artwork and movie clips were fun to watch and the picnic was delicious. Wolftrap gets a gold star for fun and low key date night.

Overall it was a fantastic night with great music and a really fun mood. There is only one little thing I have to be pissy about.

I love kids. I often give kids more of a benefit of the doubt than most. Having been a teacher for a huge age range of kids and some with developmental issues I recognize that in public you almost never know the full story of what's going on and why a kid is acting up. I give parents a really long leash when it comes to keeping kids quiet and respectful.
That being said, I also can spot when it's absolutely the parent 's fault that the kids are being brats and for that I have zero tolerance. Kids will be kids but adults should be adults. If your kid is wrapping himslf in blanket and fighting with your other kids on top of the people in front of you it is YOUR resposibility to do the following things.

1) Stop the kids
2) Chastise the kids
3) Apologize to the people they disturbed

This is your job. You are an adult. We are adults. If your kids interrupt other adults we don't expect the kids to stand up and say:

"Oh, I'm ever so sorry sir, I was excitedly playing with my friend here and we got so wrapped up in our tomfoolery that we lost track of our personal space and ended up on your blanket. We won't let it happen again."

What we DO expect though is for you to say "Ian! Stop fighting with Michael and scoot back up here. You're disturbing those people." Then you need to turn to those people and say "I'm really sorry."

At this point I'd be totally fine. In fact I'd probably still think "awww kids are cute and rambunixouus." But when you are a German au pair and you keep screaming

"IAN!!! MICHAEL!!! Schtop fighting and get back up here! Zer are ozha peeple he-yah! You are sho laud!"

And then go back to texting on your blackberry without acknowledging that the brood of the Aryan nation that you're babysitting for has rolled over the bag of food I brought and spilled water all over the place...that's when I get pissed.

Apparently ice dagger stares don't translate the language barrier because even when glaring full force at each child and said Frauline no one ever offered up an acknowledgemlent let alone and apology.

Oh well. Kids will be kids and German ladies will be bitches. Wolf trap still kicks ass.

(PS: if you're still wondering, when I say I less than 3 something: <3)

2 comments:

  1. Wait a minute...I need to be explained the "Less than 3" rule...

    and I agree...people need to take responsibility for their dumb brats in public, or else chain them to a radiator somewhere.

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  2. When you type out Less than 3 in symbols it is "<3"

    I started saying "I less than 3 you" at a Decemberist's concert with my roommate Cathy when it came up on the big screen that "Steve <3 Mary" or something like that and she said "What does Steve less that three Mary mean?"

    So I less than 3 you.

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