Cinderella

One of the reasons I wish I was homeschooling is the Lifelight Youth Theatre. It reminds me of the theatre group in all the Karen Kingsbury novels, but it is here in our own hometown. One of the girls in our church is part of the group, and she was in Cinderella this weekend. When it showed up on Groupon, including a pre-show party, I knew we had to go. The pre-party was apparently only about 10 minutes long, because we were 10 minutes late and missed it. But the girls did get yummy blue cupcakes and got to get autographs and pictures with many of the cast members.

Waiting for the show to begin.

Hanging out with Cinderella and Prince Charming--every girl's dream come true.

I was kind of glad for Little Sissy's sake that this Cinderella was a brunette like her.

They were a little afraid that the wicked stepsisters and stepmother might be mean, so they went together.

We were jaded by the Disney version of Cinderella and assumed this to be her. She turned out to be the lovely Fairy Godmother.

Whoever thought of blue cupcakes was clever but does not have little girls dressing up in white dresses for the party. M-E-S-S. But oh, so fun.

The beautiful Cinderella gang.

Boy Dress Up

Little Buddy loves to dress up with the girls. Daddy made him stop dancing in their tutus, so he now wears an Asian outfit that PaPa brought him from China a couple of years ago. It is bright, shiny, and makes him feel like a prince; a good compromise. Now that he's 3, he's definitely discovering the "boy stuff." Our friend Amy made him his own superhero cape, which he loves, and he's recently been loving being our rescuer in his Spiderman outfit. It's fun to watch him developing his own style of play as he realizes he doesn't have to do everything the girls do. They are learning to play together in different ways. They can be the damsels in distress; he is the rescuer. They are the princesses; he is the prince. They are Rapunzel and Mother Gothel; he is Flynn Rider. They are the mothers; he is the baby (he really likes that one). His is going to be one strong person after he survives living in a house where he is outnumbered by girls. I am convinced that he will be a more well-rounded person and hopefully more sensitive husband and daddy because of their (our) influence.

Born To Worship

I can't believe how quickly this crazy, busy year is coming to a screeching halt. Big Sissy's almost done with kindergarten, and Little Sissy has almost completed a year of preschool. Little Buddy keeps getting left out, which he is NOT happy about. He tells everyone that he's 6 because he's tired of being called the little brother. Not to worry, little man. Much to Mommy's dismay, you are now old enough for preschool, swim lessons, choir--all the things you've been left out of before.

One of these things is not like the others. I know, I know. Don't remind you that you don't have a choir t-shirt. Sorry.

It warms my heart to hear these kids worshipping with their whole heart--and lungs.

Ready to go on stage for the final concert of the year.

Big Sissy does not get stage fright at all. She loves the stage!