Last week's performance was Flow Circus, a local entertainer whose props include toys from around the world. He did a great job of integrating storytelling, juggling, magic, dance, and humor into his show.
Bella danced and clapped and got really, really angry when she was never called up onto stage. (Apparently she doesn't know she's not the star of everyone's show.) She's talked about nothing but the show since we exited the auditorium.
But that doesn't mean she made it easy on me. She tried to pull her dress over head, got in and out of her seat, yelled "He's not picking me!" at the top of her lungs, kicked at the back of the seats in front of us, and refused to stop touching another audience member's braids. All in all, it was a normal day out with my Meanie Weenie.
Only this time she wound up enjoying the show from someone else's lap (ehem, a someone else we'd never met before).
***This post is part of Wordful Wednesday***