When I picked Grace up from daycare last Friday, I told her a secret.
“Grace! Hurry up and get your things. We’re going to see something very special tonight.”
Something special! Miss Eunice! We’re see something very special today!
Sometimes, it doesn’t take much to get Grace excited. She’s a lot like someone else I know.
I didn’t tell her exactly what the something special was until we were home. She had no idea what I was talking about, so I showed her a preview online. She told everyone she talked to from then on:
We’re going see something very special today!
I wish you could see her arms waving in the air for emphasis.
And, as enthusiastic as she was before we left, she was ten times more excited when something special came to fruition.
Anticipation was written all over her little face.
The show started at her bedtime, and she would wake up the following morning with a temperature of 103.5 (the flu), but that did not deter her from jumping up and down on her seat.
Try though she may, she could
She spent most of the first half of the show on her feet, most of it squealing and laughing. She spent most of the second half squealing and laughing from my lap. She’d totally worn herself out.
She was so tired that she had trouble picking her feet up after the show. I carried her to the car, fully expecting her to be asleep before we made our way out of the parking garage.
She didn’t stop talking and laughing and squealing and dancing until we were half way home.
It was a 60 mile drive.
Want to know what the very special thing we saw was? Stop back tomorrow for more pictures and Tell Me Thursday.
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