The pure honesty and simplicity of this play takes you to being tiny. The life transition between being able to talk about how cute it is when your kid poops to a world where talking about poop is social suicide...these are huge things wrapped in a sweet, backyard package of innocence and fireflies. You feel the parents offstage, being adults, and the kids are wrapped in very important business of their own right outside. Growing up. The title alone fills me with memories and peace.
The pure honesty and simplicity of this play takes you to being tiny. The life transition between being able to talk about how cute it is when your kid poops to a world where talking about poop is social suicide...these are huge things wrapped in a sweet, backyard package of innocence and fireflies. You feel the parents offstage, being adults, and the kids are wrapped in very important business of their own right outside. Growing up. The title alone fills me with memories and peace.