Karen & I took Emma, TJ, and Mikayla to see a Disney on Ice show last night. It was ToyStory 3, which is a favorite of all 3 kids and kind of "butches" up the ice dancing for TJ a bit so that was nice. The funny thing is that the first half of the show was more of a compilation of all 3 movies so Emma kept turning around and exclaiming "That's not from ToyStory 3! That's from Toy Story 1!" Too funny. We went on opening night and the show started at 7:30, which meant that it didn't end till after 9:30. That's a bit late for Em and she was getting tired so she actually started dosing on my lap for the last 20 minutes or so. That would have been fine, except that she missed the finale by the whole cast ensemble. So when I woke her up to walk out, she just crumpled and burst out crying because she had missed Mickey Mouse. :( Poor kid. She didn't throw a tantrum or anything but she just quietly wept all the way to the car and for a good bit of the ride home. Now I remember why we usually opt for afternoon matinees instead...
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