Evie and I went to see the Nutcracker this weekend with our friends Caroline and her daughter Eva. The girls were dressed to impress and boy, did they. Evie spent 1/2 an hour with her jewelry box trying to decide what jewelry to wear.
I had to convince her that she shouldn't wear every necklace in there. I think she looked quite stylish and she received quite a few compliments.
One woman came up, squatted down between the two girls and proclaimed, "This is what having a little girl is all about!" I have to agree. They were adorable and enthralled. The only part that Evie didn't like was the boys who danced around because at one point she said, "Mommy, I can see his butt!" (And there is no way for me to write the disgusted inflection in her voice when she said that.) I responded, "Yes, I know." I paused and added positively, "But he has on tights." She looked at me as if I had fallen victim to the Emperor's New Clothes and said, again with disgust, "But you can still see his butt!" And you could.
Still, I think the ballet was a hit and I hope we can go again next year. It was wonderful!