Fun at the Ballet

Saturday, Jim took four of the five girls to see the Nutcracker ballet at a nearby college. 

Throughout the years, he's taken the two older girls several times, but this was a first for both Beanie and Gelly.  

Witty, being Witty chose to stay home with me and have "quality time."   It's better she didn't go, as we were pretty certain her complaints of wanting to go home would start five minutes into it.  :-)


                                 Prior to leaving, both Beanie and Gelly, were about to burst with joy!

                                                          
                                                            All the girls....even Witty!

                                                          
                    Happy to arrive!


            Up high...is what'cha get when you procrastinate on purchasing the tickets!

                                                           No-No....you are very pretty!

                                                         Is that Beanie.....or a cherub?

                                                           Waiting...and waiting!

If you know Beanie, then you know why I often call her Ellie-Mae (as in Clampett). 
Here is an example of her Ellie-Mae-ness: 
The ballet is about to start...the lights dim, the orchestra begins to play...the curtains are still closed.
A loud indignant Beanie voice can be heard reverberating throughout the theater.........   "Whhhhaaaatttt!!! We don't get to see it?!?!?!?"  (she mistakenly thought the orchestra playing, with a closed curtain was all there was going to be....and she didn't hesitate to share her dismay!).