“I wonder why they’re called Stomp,” a boy said while we waited for the doors for the theater to open.
“Because they stomp.” His little sister’s answer was matter-of-fact.
The usher and I had a hard time holding back our chuckles as we heard this exchange yesterday. When I took my niece to see The Lion King back in July I knew I wanted to do something similar with my nephew. I’ve seen different percussion events advertised at the different theaters in the Twin Cities, so I had my eye out for one of those. He started drum lessons over the summer and began playing percussion in band this fall, so I thought a percussion event would be the perfect thing to take him to.