The show was really cute. The kids did an excellent job.
I think this was the highlight of her night, and maybe even of her short little life. Actually, I think in her mind the rest of her life is pretty much downhill from here. I was really proud of her for perservering through the veil of shyness that I inadvertently passed on to her.
The main portion of the program (which already had to pail in comparison before it even started) was two groups of professionals dancing to various pieces of music. Kennedy didn't have quite as much interest in this, although there was still a million questions about the new "princesses" and "princes", as now any girl dancer in a pretty dress is a princess and any boy dressed and dancing is a prince.
I didn't think I could get any hotter than her sitting in my lap in the chair. I was wrong. Sitting in my lap on the ground was hotter, and more uncomfortable. I finally talked her into sitting into her low-profile chair since it would work in this section. Yeah, that lasted all of 5 minutes. Then she was back in my lap looking for more twizzlers. I tried to convince her to leave at the intermission of each act, but alas, she wasn't having it. Finally, she said she had to potty really bad and I thought this was our chance to head out, so I grabbed all of our parafenalia and started out. We dropped it all outside the jiffy-jon and then sealed the deal. Upon exiting, I said, "OK, the car is this way". "Daddy, it's not over yet." So back we went, with the chairs, and candy, and lovies. I perched us in the back and we stayed and sweated until the bitter end. Although, the last 30 minutes or so consisted of her dancing for me in front of our chair.
It was alot of fun and cool to see the Snow White performance. The program is Friday to Sunday, so I don't know if they did different "preshows" each night? or Snow White every night. It would have been the tripple crown if Kennedy could have seen all three of her idols in one weekend... Overall, this was an incredible evening spent with my first-born and I will always remember it.
On another note.... I stayed home to take care of Lindsy and the girls today and had some more fun with K. She wore all three of her dance leotards (I have no idea how to spell that and am proud of it) this afternoon while she played and danced. At one point, she approached me in her little yellow number with the earrings I had helped her put on and she said softly, "daddy, can we get married? It's getting late, it's almost midnight." (everyone should recognize the Cinderalla reference)
Seriously, how could I say no to that face?? So we said our vows and kissed, and then she rushed me into the "ballroom" (otherwise known as the playroom, bonus room, addition..) and turned on her Disney music so we could dance. It was possibly the sweetest thing ever. I guess it was one of the high points of my longer life. Is it all downhill from here? Hopefully Avery has the same affection for her daddy...
What is better than being a Dad?!