Sylvie danced in her first recital today. Her enthusiasm and pride were contagious, and the whole family loved to see her move!
The energy continued into an evening of mini-train rides, inflatable slides, and fireworks, all mixed up with good friends and cold beer.
Fireworks bore the shit out of me, but not tonight, not with my kids. Their eyes were like saucers, agog at the magical colors and sounds, half-freaked, half-euphoric about the display.
I will go ahead and say it: Children allow you to relive the magic of youth. MMM, it feels good, even if only vicariously.
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