A few months ago, a friend of mine suggested a trip to the theatre. No, not a nice, peaceful, cultured evening out without the children. A trip to the theatre to watch amateur dramatics aimed at children, with our respective toddlers in tow.
Hellish, you might think. But surprisingly, Libby absolutely loved it. The only problem we had was a complete meltdown when the play finished (Libby, not me. I thought it was crap). So we’ve been going every month since then, and the novelty hasn’t worn off.
Libby has always been shy, really shy. Whilst other children run around causing havoc at playgroup, she sits with me and Lia. She does have a few friends, but she tends to only associate with one child at a time, having no desire to get involved with a big group.
The one thing that has always brought Libby out of her shell is singing and dancing. She also loves pretending to do the same things as us, such as getting ready to go to work on her motorbike just like her dad.
At the theatre, it was really obvious that she was getting involved as much as the other children, if not more. So it struck me that this was something worth pursuing.
For a while after that, I asked around to see if there was a local drama group she could go to, but they were all for much older children.
A few weeks ago though, Libby’s ballet teacher mentioned that she ran a drama group. This too was for much older children, but she was happy for Libby to go along.
So along she went, joining in with children six years older than her, and actually holding her own quite well. Since then, she has been going every week. She doesn’t cause any problems because although she is young, she behaves well and always does her best.
So has she got over her shyness? No. But she can sing pretty much any song from start to finish, her speech is improving and she looks forward to drama group each week.
I’m hoping a bit of self confidence will follow. But then she is her mother’s daughter, so I’m not holding my breath.