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A trip to the theater {Cirque Eloize}

12.29.12

I love the theater–and I don’t mean Masterpiece Theater/Downton Abbey (though I am a junkie and can’t wait for all to go to bed tonight so Mark and I can watch the Season 3 Christmas special online).

I was a theater junkie in my youth in the audience and on the stage. When I heard there was a show in Philly that I knew the big kids and I would all enjoy, we were there.

Just when the after-Christmas blues could hit hard, we ventured out with hot cocoas in hand to downtown Philly where we entered a beautiful old theater on a street all lit up and decorated still for the holidays. I sat in orchestra seats with my children and together saw art and beauty and magic converge in Cirque Eloize. I’m so glad no one was sitting directly in front of them because they clutched the seat backs in front of them and were on the edge of the seats for the entire show. It was simply amazing.
Ashlyn said she hopes Lydia will do this kind of thing when she grows up so we can come watch every show. 
3 more theater junkies in the making–and, who knows, maybe we can get Lydia to use her crazy monkey flexibility to join the troop someday. 

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Snippets of Christmas

12.29.12

Having one wake up with a high fever and proceed to vomit on you…three times over by the end of the day…doesn’t lend itself to the merriest of Christmases. But, somehow, the spirit of the day allows a mother to overlook having Christmas vomit and toy packaging flesh wounds to simply enjoy the day and the fun that being together and giving gifts and celebrating Jesus can bring.

The gold gifts of the horse playset and the electric scooters were a real hit. Heard Ashlyn say today as the three-man scooter mafia took over the ‘hood, “This is the best gold gift ever!”
And, I may just relive my own childhood dreams and sneak out during naptimes with Ashlyn’s new metal detector. Anyone else looking forward to using some of their kids’ new gifts? 
It’s a shame my mom didn’t plan to have enough food for the crowd. I’m sure folks went to bed hungry. 
And, Christmas wouldn’t be complete with the pseudo mean old Uncle who promises 8 children that if all of them are silent for 15 minutes, each will get $5 cash and then tries tricking them into making noise. Good thing Lydia was sick in bed or she woulda totally wrecked this for them all, no doubt.
Now that I know they can actually physically do this, life is changed. “You absolutely can wait here for 10 more minutes. I know you can because you sat still and quiet for 15 minutes last Christmas!” Oh yeah, I’m totally using this to my advantage. 

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