My little guy is really enjoying having me read Midsummer Night’s Dream to him! Truly he would tell me to stop reading if he thought it was boring. It kinda helps that I know the play and that I’ve performed Shakespeare, so I am able to be very dramatic about. He likes that. At first when we started reading he wanted me to do different voices for all the characters, then he told me to stop. “You’re not so good with the voices, mom.” Fair enough.
Last night we started ACT II!
This is where we meet the woodland fairyland folks. Titania and Oberon, who are quarreling. And Robin Goodfellow who we learn is a mischievous little puck. Upon reading this for the umpteenth time, it now strikes me that “puck” rhymes with “fuck.” Kinda fitting, eh?
He enjoyed the opening of the scene when the Fairy runs into Puck and they are chatting then suddenly she recognizes him.
Either I mistake your shape and making quite,
Or else you are that shrewd and knavish sprite
Call’d Robin Goodfellow
This part made him laugh so I asked:
ME: What’s so funny? Do you know what shrewd and knavish mean?
KID: I’m not sure, but it doesn’t sound good! Maybe she was calling him a bad name.
ME: (thinking in my head, yep, she’s calling him out as an asshole) Absolutely right! She knows he gets in trouble a lot and is always up to no good.
Later in the scene when Oberon and Titania are arguing over the little boy that Titania has adopted and then Titania snubs him, Oberon hatches his plan to get back at her:
Having once this juice,
I’ll watch Titania when she is asleep,
And drop the liquor of it in her eyes.
The next thing then she waking looks upon,
Be it on lion, bear, or wolf, or bull,
On meddling monkey, or on busy ape,
She shall pursue it with the soul of love:
KID: A MONKEY?! HAHAHA! Imagine if she sees a monkey and falls in love with a monkey!
ME: (grabbing the kid and kissing his face) oh I love my monkey!
BOTH OF US: (falling out in a fit of giggles)
Wait, I just realized that monkey didn’t sound right… Anyway. There we ended our reading for the night (past bedtime but eh…). I let him know that the next part of the scene was with Helena chasing Demetrius and trying to get him to love her.
KID: Awww! Can’t we read that part now? Pleeeeease???
There are times he begs me to let him stay up to watch Chima or Power Rangers or some other such crazy kiddie brain crack on Netflix. But now he’s begging to stay up to read Shakespeare. DUDE. Ok, he’s officially absolved from all those notes home about goofing off in art class and ninja stalking down the school hallway.
(Does a little mommy-win dance)