I took the twinnies to the Nutcracker yesterday. It's actually the first time I've ever seen it in person and it was wonderful. The twinnies wanted to see if because Bridget had checked The Nutcracker book out of the library and became enchanted with the story.
So we went.
Highlights of the production:
During the overture, when the music is playing, the curtain is down, and no one is dancing:
"What *IS* this?"
When the Nutcracker stabs the Rat King, both twins were very upset:
"Is he dead? Did he just kill him? I mean, like is he a person and now he's DEAD!?"
((Bridget was about to sob by this point))
Speaking of Bridget, she was not aware that the seats rise when you stand up and twice tumbled down the row of seats onto the floor. She was very embarrassed, but it was so freaking cute?
I sneaked in cookies. As soon as the curtain rose:
"When can we have our snack?!?!"
When the snow and the snow queen were dancing and it was snowing pretty hard on the stage:
"They are crazy! Why are they dancing in the fweezing cold!?!"
And the general gloating:
"We are up SO LATE!! We are up later than Conor!!"
Christopher asked for us to do this every year. It was a lot of fun and I have to agree, it's going to become a family tradition. Who could resist this cuteness?