The Tuesday ballet concert

This Tuesday the 7th of December is one of those funny days which everything happened at the same time. It had some wonderful memories but certain aspects of it I do not wish to repeat. To summarise the events, it contained the first day of a new job, a pair of lumpy and hurting breasts, a run-away dog, doctor's appointment, a fussy baby, a very excited 3-year-old and her first ballet concert and a sleepless night with temperature, vomitting and mastitis.

The highlight of the day of course was the concert. It started at 7pm, Grandma and I arrived with Lara just after 5pm to get ready. Lara's dance was in the first five minutes of the show. We had good seats but Sam cried as soon as the lights went off and music started so I didn't get to see the whole thing. We were all very tired and left at intermission (most parents with young kids did unless their kids performed in the second half). We didn't get home until well past 9pm.

We are very pround of Lara doing her dance in front of so many people, the most important of all, she enjoyed the experience very much.