Friday night, we dropped the two younger kids off at the neighbors', and took the older two to the circus. Not just any circus though, but Cirque du Soleil. I had been to one of their shows as a teenager, and was excited to find out there was a show just a few hours away. (Kooza, for those interested) The hubby had never been to see one of their shows either, so I was excited to get to introduce them all to it.
We drove the long drive to what the kids call "the big city". Paid the lovely "big city" parking fee, and headed to the tent. Of course, me and the kids had to go to the bathroom, and we passed a bathroom that was outside. The hubby insisted we just use that one, as the show was starting in 30 minutes, and we hadn't even gone in the tent yet. So we stood outside in line. In the cold rain. Me reminding the hubby every five minutes that there were probably bathrooms inside.
We all got that business taken care of, and then headed in. And lo and behold, on the way to our seats, what do we see? A whole line of restrooms. Not in the rain, and right outside where we were sitting. Imagine that.
Anyways, we found our seats, and sat down to wait. A part of Cirque is the clowns wander around before the show starts, so the kids had fun watching them. Then the show started. The kids sat very wide eyed, especially Lindsay, who I believe has performing in her blood. At one point, in the very musically powerful opening, Lindsay leaned over and said to me "My heart feels the music and it loves it." (And then later during the contortionists' act, asked me if I could do that. I sadly had to disappoint her and say no.)
It was three hours of Cirque du Soleil doing what they do best. We laughed, were awed, and at some points, terrified. (there is one act called the Wheel of Death that is insane. INSANE.) This one was good for the kids, it was a much lighter spirited show than the one I saw as a teenager. (Quidam)
After the show, we let the kids pick out souvenirs, one of which being a dvd of the show. The first thing they did when they got up the morning after was pop it in to relive their fun night. It made it even more fun for me as an adult to watch the kids enjoying it. All today, Lindsay has been coming up with routines and making us watch them.
I may be in danger of not only her running off to join the circus though. The hubby was really impressed with the live music. And he was excited because one of the musicians is a trombone player, which is what he plays. A job like that would be a dream for him. So I guess if I wake up one morning to find Lindsay and the hubby both gone, I know where to look.