Ice Show

I took Lucy to a local ice show this morning. It was at the rec center just down the street and was basically a recital for families, etc with the public invited. There were lots of falls, lots of kids tentatively stepping onto the ice, poor sound quality and lots of kids doing things that resembled stunts on the ice. There were no perfect tens. There was no Russian judge.

What there was, though, was a very happy three year old. Lucy never noticed a fall, but she did notice the sparkles on the skaters' outfits. She didn't notice the poor sound quality, she as too excited over hearing "the Nutcracker" or "Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer". She loved the girl, dressed in white with silver sparkles who skated to "The Nutcracker Suite". She said that "she looked like Clara from the Nutcracker". There were audible "Wow!"s "Did you see that?" and "I love twirling!" from my little companion. Ronin and X joined us for part of it and she loved seeing her buddies.

All of this reminds me of a conversation I had with someone a while back. They had gone to see the same Nutcracker performance as we had and they had hated it. It wasn't professional enough for them. Not a big enough production. I think the production is getting out of the door in time for the performance.

All Lu really wants is to get the idea of what should be going on, to see the costumes, to hear the music and to have an outting with her mom. We may be low-budget, but we are not low-expectation. And we get all that we expect: a thrilling, sweet, inspiring new experience that Lucy will talk about for days and will re-enact in our living room, on wax paper skates.