Friday the 13th

"CJ, let's pretend that I'm the baby alien and you're the Daddy. OK?"
"No! I'm SUPERMAN!"
"But CJ, CJ... You can be SUPER-DADDY-ALIEN!"
"SUPUR-DADDY-ALEEN? OK!"
"Now pretend this is the hot lava and you have to come save me... meep meep meeeeeep"
"Wha? Wha? Don worry. I save you! Aaaaaah"
"meep meep meep"
"It's OK."
"meep meep meeeeeep"


Thus was the conversation in tiny, high-pitched voices drifiing in on my foggy, coffee-deprived brain as I was trying to get ready for work in the morning. It seemed a bit too cute and a bit sureal. However, I was very glad the kids were getting along so well and amusing themselves in my bedroom while I pulled myself together. *sigh* They're getting sooo big!

Happy Friday the 13th!

The Rehearsal Video Clip is Here! :-)

OK,

Bria finally had her dance recital this past weekend! It was a first for both of us and I think Bria faired much better than I did! haha

Her class of 4 little girls was combined with the another class of 4 little girls to make a performance group of 8 all together. They were ADORABLE! Their costumes were BEAUTIFUL! And I think each little girl in every group must have truly felt like a princess! :-)

Bria was very serious and concentrated very hard. She said it was a little scary seeing all of those people out in the audience. However, she didn't mess up once and stayed on target with all of her steps! She did very, very well!

And Sitty remembered flowers! Which made Bria feel all the more special! She's keeping them in a vase in her bedroom. :-) In this last photo, she had rubbed her eye and smudged her makeup. There weren't any tears.

Here's a video clip of the rehearsal since no pictures nor video was allowed the day of the recital. Notice the stellar concentration on Bria's face!

For my part... I learned how to store and transport a costume upside down so as to preserve the tutu; how to apply "stage" makeup to a 5 yr old; how to get Bria half dressed and buckled into the booster seat for the ride to the show and then into her costume in a crowded backstage dressing area ready to go ON TIME!; and last but not least, I learned how to get baby fine hair slicked up into a single bun on top of the most sensitive scalp in the world! and w/out any "whispies" escaping!

(the parents were yelled at errr "lectured" during the rehearsal about there being too many "whispies" visible on the kids. Luckily I wasn't one of the "offending" parents that time. )