The Richmer family were kind enough to let us sweep up Kyra last weekend for a girl's night! I took Kyra and Cass to the GSR where they watched their first real ballet: The Dance Theatre of Harlem. It was epic. The girls played arcade games for bit before we picked up our tickets and each got one treat. Once inside the theatre we went to the bar where a bartender who either has kids or loves kids made fancy cocktails of orange juice and real cherries. The ballet began with opening strands of a piece by Balanchine and the girls were hooked from the first pas de deux to the last arabesque. It was long. After two intermissions, and a few sleepy eyes, we headed home. Matt had stayed home with Savannah and the trundle bed was all made up.
The next morning we played dress up for a bit and had a breakfast of pancakes! Kyra's daddy came to pick her up and after the last set of hugs had been exchanged, Cassidy turned to me and said, "Momma, that was the best weekend ever!" Admittedly, she says this every weekend, but I believe there was an extra special amount of truth this time.
The next morning we played dress up for a bit and had a breakfast of pancakes! Kyra's daddy came to pick her up and after the last set of hugs had been exchanged, Cassidy turned to me and said, "Momma, that was the best weekend ever!" Admittedly, she says this every weekend, but I believe there was an extra special amount of truth this time.
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