Music for Tutus

Auntie Rosie arrived this week and celebrated her birthday with us.  I had big plans for a lovely Rosified day - morning tea at Circular Quay, pop to the Opera House for a show, champagne lunch and dinner out.  Alice, Juliet and a massive thunder storm conspired to make this more like morning tea in the queue for the Baby Proms, Alice whinging all the way through the Baby Proms, lunch overlooking the harbour and my left breast, and a picnic takeaway pizza in our lounge while Rosie struggled to keep her eyes open.

This Baby Proms was "Music for Tutus", featuring a couple of dancers from the Australian Ballet, dancing all the bits of ballets that you know - from Swan Lake, the Nutcracker and Sleeping Beauty.  The children all dress up like ballerinas and are invited to dance with the cast at the end. We started well.  My girls were excited to go to the Opera House...

(Shame I muzzled the wrong child)

Alice had fun with her new wand as it cast spells the length and breadth of Circular Quay...

She was incredibly excited during the first, oh, five minutes, when the principal ballerina was playing Clara and opened a Christmas present.  Her present was a wand, just like Alice's (as well as some ballet shoes) so our little one was chuffed to bits.  After a few jumps and pirouettes, Alice lost interest until the "Daddy" (aka the prince) came on.  He held her attention for another 30 seconds and then she started asking to go.  Many times.  But Rosie and I had a lovely time, so that's what matters.  Juliet slept through the whole thing, which was really helpful and Alice gracefully declined the opportunity to plie at the end.

After a relaxing lunch by the water (sans champagne because we had to eat away Alice's tantrum and it was too early), we went home for sleeps and cake.

Decorations were all Alice's own work and some of the marshmallows were even still there when we lit the candles.  Happy Birthday Auntie Rosie!