A year or two ago Sweet M saw an enticing television commercial for the My Little Pony stage show and begged to go. Unfortunately it was only on tour in Tulsa, Dallas, and other parts west. But we put her name on an email notification list for when the show might come to New York and about two months ago we learned it was coming to Madison Square Garden — a good bit closer to us than Tulsa.
So Sweet M got tickets. The challenge was figuring out which schoolmates would be interested, because, well, My Little Pony is not exactly the coolest thing among the 10-year-old set. Most of these girls are off to the Hannah Montana concerts, having left the Ponies and Teletubbies and Sesame Street long ago.
So imagine my surprise when Sweet M's teacher told me that almost any of the girls in her grade would be thrilled to go. My Little Pony has a sort of retro-chic about it. So suddenly my seemingly "delayed" girl was fashion forward.
I took three girls yesterday — to "the World's Biggest Tea Party" — where everyone is invited to join the fun.
One question remains. When will I get it into my head that Autism's Edges is Oppositeville — what's good is bad, what's bad is good, what's delayed is fashion-forward.
