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In Which the Show Opens!

Praise The Lord - tech week is over!! Yesterday was opening night for Ray's show, Laughter On The 23rd Floor, at The Next Stage Theater. Thanks to Nana and Bob Bob, babysitters extraordinaire, and Jenna and Brett, my dates for the evening, I was able to enjoy the play and the cast party that followed. I love spending time with my children, and don't seem to need a whole lot "grown up" time, but this was nice.

In other news, Brooklyn attended her first slumber party last night. Excuse me, her first slumber party, with friends! She has repeatedly reminded me that she has spent the night at Aunt Jenna's before.

I'm not sure I can explain what my heart did when I received the evite for the party. The idea of a sleepover came up at the end of kindergarten and I have been pushing it off as long as I can. So when the invitation came, my heart sank a little bit. I guess it was an example, yet another in an ever growing mountain of evidence, that my baby is growing up. She got bangs! I'm registering her for SECOND grade!! I fully expected to get a call around midnight from a tearful little girl asking to come home, but I did not. She had a wonderful time and I couldn't be more excited for her.

Meanwhile, Grayson is loud. And adorable.

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