It’s the night before the last night of Chanukah. Then it’s a smooth slide into Christmas Eve. The Love Bug is tucked into her big girl bed, dreaming of the Mouse King. She’s over her flu-like illness. Five days of a fever will take it out of you, especially when you’re two!
Today we went to the TN PAC to see the Nashville Ballet’s Nutcracker. We had great seats and her eyes never left the stage. It had a Southern spin, some soldiers almost looked like Rebels. And there was a big dancing bear. Otherwise Clara was transported to a land of Sugar Plum Fairies and Russian dancing dolls.
As we walked up the aisle, the Bug said “Mama can we see the ballerinas tomorrow?” Melted this old song and dance girl’s heart.
Over thirty years ago I danced in the ballroom scene while the Bride was a little reindeer for the Berkshire Ballet’s Nutcracker. Sometimes time stands still.
MountainMornings 
We need a photo of your Nutcracker years ago!
In the blog post about my Mother waiting for a tram, and the decisions we make crafting our ftuture – doing this on my cell – reindeer J is in the corner of my Father’s pic in front of his drug store.
Will check! So fun to be dancers. I have many left feet but Kath danced.