We went to Opera in the Park Saturday night. Boy, was it good, totally worth later bedtimes for the kids. Stuart took them home at intermission, but it was still 9:30 before they got to bed. I stayed for the whole thing, and I'm so glad I did. One section of the second half was a special tribute to The Sound of Music, which celebrates its 50th anniversary this year. Let me tell you, there is nothing quite like listening to 14,000 people (that was the crowd estimate Saturday night) hum along to Edelweiss . It's like an involuntary reaction to sing along with that tune, you know?
On a completely unrelated topic, I went to the mall yesterday. I hate the mall. I loathe the mall. The worst is walking by Abercrombie and Fitch, where it's dark and creepy inside and there is loud music pounding and the very strong scent of spicy cologne. The last time I went inside that store (at least a couple years ago) that awful smell gave me a headache. Anyway, I went to the mall because my cousin is getting married in less than 2 weeks and I don't own a dress. Not a single one. Or any appropriate wear for a wedding, for that matter. I have a few black outfits for performing and a couple of skirts that are actually too fancy (one is floor-length and formal, the other is covered in large sequins that would most certainly get yanked off by little hands). I thought about making a dress or a nice skirt but the reality is, I just don't have time or space to do much sewing, and the likelihood that I would screw it up is rather high anyway.
The amazing thing is that I found a dress at Ann Taylor for twenty bucks on the clearance rack. Daniel doesn't have anything nice to wear, either, and I found him a button-down plaid shirt and navy shorts for less than ten dollars total (also on clearance). I couldn't believe my luck. I think I used up all my shopping karma for the next decade. I hope this dress lasts me a long while.
So I continued on to Target to find Anya some shoes. She has a very cute little sundress my mom bought her, but the only shoes she has are not very dressy and quite scuffed. I found some dark fuchsia mary janes to match the dress. When I brought them home she immediately tried them on:
The mis-matched clothes are normal for a two-year-old, and the sunglasses are no surprise since yesterday was hot and sunny, but the mittens? I have no real explanation for those. She wore them for a good part of the afternoon, and we even played an entire game of Candy Land before she took them off. I wonder what she's going to want to wear ten years from now?