A few more random pictures

We went to see The Nutcracker, performed by the Boston Ballet. We got the cheapest seats, but it was surprisingly a perfect view and we were all amazed by the performance! After each pair of dancers performed (in Act II) I concluded that those had been my favorite. But the next group were just as good or better. It was really beautiful.
We prepared Sasha for the two hour show. We told her that they would be telling us a story, but without using words. We talked about telling stories through dances and through music. Then we told her what the story was about, so that she could follow it more easily. She was especially excited for the part when the nutcracker becomes a real man! Afterwards she told us that she really like the ballet, but she didn't like the big mouse because he was scary. We agreed but reminded her that it was just a person dressed up like a big mouse, like she was for halloween!
She did really well considering it was so long and it was around bedtime.





Sasha got her first haircut! I had trimmed her bangs before, but I had never cut the rest of it. It was getting really long and we decided a trimming was past due!

We've been encouraging her to do and ask things for herself. On the rare occasions that we go out to dinner, she asks the waiter for what she wants to eat and drink. And so this time was no exception. She walked in and said hello to the barber, followed by "Can you please trim my hair?" To which he enthusiastically said "Sure! hop onto the chair!" She did so well - she was very still, turning her head however the barber asked her to, even resisting an itch on her nose when the cut off hair fell onto it!





Usually, when she sees the camera she flashes her fake, camera smile. So, even though this one is a little blurry, I'm posting it for the beautiful natural smile that I captured!



Using play dough to cook with. She was making pancakes at first, but then decided to throw on some pepperoni and so, I think they became pizzas:



She was so happy when I agreed to let her paint my nails: