| Studying the playbill |
| We will have to make this a yearly event |
To encourage this new skill, I took her to see The Nutcracker perfomed at a local theatre. Due to the length of the show, the expectation that children remain quiet, and the prohibition of snack cups in the theatre, Cailin was not invited. Charlotte picked out a gorgeous (size 12 m) dress from her sister's closet (the clothes sharing has already begun). We took some pictures, chatted with friends, then found our seats. I fully expected we'd leave at intermission. Matt and I saw The Nutcracker in Boston, and the second half bored me to sleep. Probably shouldn't admit that publicly huh. We'd spent the weeks before the play reading different Nutcracker books so Charlotte was ready. And honestly, the play made a lot more sense to me this time around. Charlotte eagerly waited for Clara, The Nutcracker, and the Mouse King to take the stage. I did slip her some pretzels during the show to minimize her chatter (all on topic, but not all in a whisper). When the curtain closed, Charlotte yelled "I want the curtain to go back up! I wanna see it again!" We'd sat for 2 hours and she wanted more. Instead we met Daddy and Baby for dinner and headed home.
| Love this girl! |
Charlotte explained the play to Matt on the way home: Big Clara danced. The Nutcracker fell down. He got up. Big Clara helped him. Little Clara took her ballet shoe off and throwed it to the mouse king. He threw it back to her. Big Clara, Little Clara, The Mouse King and the Nutcracker were all friends. [How do you know they were friends?] They danced together (duh).
| Off we go |
| We were sad Dada and Cailin weren't coming |
| Hanging with friends during intermission |
| Mama daughter date day |
| Reunited! (Note Charlotte's costume change. The other dress was "hurtin my underarms!" so Matt brought a back up |
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