So Odd
Monday, November 25, 2019
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I think I liked it better before I knew about dance conventions. I mean, I know there are conventions about literally every topic under the sun, so it stands to reason that dancers would also gather together to celebrate what they know. It's just that ... why do any conferences start before 9:00 am? THAT IS JUST DUMB.

So this past weekend Alexis participated in a dance conference, which basically means she danced 12 hours per day and then some. She LOVED it. I ... was not amused that Alexis can't drive. Legally, anyway. I had to drop her off before 7:00 am on Saturday. It turns out I prefer to still be up from Friday at 7:00 am Saturday. I definitely don't like waking up at 5:30 on a Saturday. It is fundamentally more painful than waking up at that hour on a weekday. Don't ask me why, it just is.

ANYWAY.

Since Alexis was too busy hanging out with a bunch of former So You Think You Can Dance contestants (that's what happens to them all - they go on tour with a dance convention and teach every weekend), I had to lean on the Tiny Human to be my partner in crime. Mila, of course, makes a most excellent partner in crime and I'm not just saying that because she thought about shoplifting some Tic Tacs this weekend. She's a fun kid who appreciates every little thing in life. It's good.

That's how it came to be that I took Mila to see A Bronx Tale, despite the adult themes and "harsh language." Which, hahahahaha! The usher who warned me about the "harsh language" was definitely confused when I was confused as to why she was warning me. Is Mila going to spontaneously combust if she hears a swear word? Because I kind of doubt it.

Mila loved A Bronx Tale. A lot. She loved it so much that she uttered the words, "Thank you for taking me to a grown-up show" at least 400 times afterwards. I had warned her that it wasn't a production meant for kids. In doing so, I'm not sure if I managed to make her feel like it was a super big privilege or what, but wow did she appreciate it with every fiber of her being.

Which is weird.

I took her to The Lion King when it was in town. She was okay and liked it fine, but she was also sort of a handful and definitely didn't sit as well for that show as she did the "boring adult show."

I don't understand this kid. Kid things are boring. Grown-up things are awesome.

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