When the weather turns cold you eat soup, wear dark colors, and go to the theater. And I just loooove the theater.
Now, I don't understand why the grown-ups can't make their own plans! We were forced to chaperone some 30 adults right across Paris. That's right, the show was in the 12th arrondissement of Paris and we are in the sunny 15th, so we had to hold their hands (2 kids to an adult no less!) and make sure that none got lost in the metro.
But that's okay. Once at the theater I lost myself in the story of a baby violin growing up on a steady diet of musical notes that its mother would search high and low to find. I think I saw a couple of the grownups choke up when the baby violin finally grew up. Silly parents! They should know that children are only on short-term loan!
At least we didn't lose any parents along the way.
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