For Cora's birthday back in December, I got us tickets to see Taylor Swift. Six months is a pretty long time for a five-year-old to wait, but she was very excited the date of the concert finally arrived this past weekend. The kid loves Taylor Swift. (Not really my doing, exactly. She loves the song from the Hunger Games soundtrack, wanted to hear more of her songs, and we now own all of her albums.) Anyway, she very carefully chose her outfit, and then chose mine very specifically ("that black dress that we bought at the mall for your orchestra concert" and "that necklace you made with the octopus") and insisted I needed a head band to match hers. Seriously, if this kid doesn't grow up to be a designer/stylist, I'll be surprised, she's obsessed with fashion.
Cora had a great time. We didn't have really awesome seats, mostly because no matter how close we got, the munchkin still wouldn't have been able to see with people in front of her. So, we sacrificed distance from the stage, for being in the front row of a section. But Rupp isn't a huge venue anyway, holding about 18K for concerts. Also, it turned out pretty perfect, because half-way through the concert Taylor changed stages to the small one in the back, that we were directly in front of. Fun. I think the only way Cora could've been more excited is if "Austin Moon" showed up to do a duet, her little head might have exploded. (Vee would have loved that as well. Geez. Two things the baby is obsessed with: Elmo's Ducks and Austin Moon. And she knows how to get to both on my iPhone/iPad. Yay.)
Cora was pretty tuckered out by the end. Because I'm too cheap to ever pay event parking prices, and I was afraid it would start pouring down rain by the time we got out (thus, I didn't want to park on campus and walk), Husband had dropped us off, and it didn't end until nearly 11. We ended up walking anyway in the cool drizzle from downtown to north campus to meet up with him (because traffic was so backed up). He'd had to get the baby out of bed to come get us, and she was awake and ready to party, so we got the kids some ice cream. Hahaha, insanity. Cora passed out as soon as we got home, but Vee was still ready to party, and continued to do so until about 1:30 in the morning, and was pretty grumpy the next day. (She's also teething, so she's especially pissy this week. Yay.)
We also got school pictures back, and I don't know what dark sorcery the photographer used, but geez, she got that beastly baby to smile in the photographs, instead of screaming/scowling, which is normally what she does (other than candid moments I might catch with the iPhone).
She's smiling because after the photo she's going back to her classroom to bite more children.
Vee is beastly, but she's usually fun. She loves music (Austin Moon) and loves to dance. She hates Justin Timberlake's new album (fair enough, I have criticisms to make of it myself). Whenever a song ends, she has about a five-second delay and then says "Yay." (That was great during the violin recital, as she'd wait until after the applause was over to do it. Like, shhh.) She's using a lot more words now. Her favorite word is still "GO!" In particular, "Go 'way!" Her second favorite is "mine now," as she confiscates items and assumes ownership. She has, and rightfully so, taken Cora's old violin. She thinks she is a baby virtuoso, and she will spend 30 minutes just bowing on open strings. She screams when it's time to put it away.
I think I'm going to buy her a 1/32 size violin (the 1/16, which was Cora's first, is too big for her). Cora, on the other hand, is probably going to need a 1/4 size soon, she's getting so big. She's been doing great with violin lately. She's working on an arrangement of Sleeping Beauty's Waltz her teacher did for her in D major, and she is so excited about it. (Sleeping Beauty is her favorite princess.)
And that's pretty much it. Kids. Music. Work is, well, work. We won't go there.