Very close attention.
During the final scenes, the main male dancer had some solo dances as well as a dance with the Dew Drop Fairy (I believe that's who it was?). We were only four rows back, so our seats gave us a very unobstructed view of the entire show. At one point, I noticed The Little Man leaning over to The Hubs and whispering something. The Hubs quickly shot me a look, and I could tell he was swallowing back a laugh. I had a feeling that I knew what was said, but wanted to wait to
I didn't need to wait too long:
me: (On the ride home from the show) Did you guys like the show?
kids: YES! That was really fun!
d: I loved seeing my friend there! She did such a good job. I know she saw me watching her. We locked eyes like seven times!
**Pause**
d: That guy at the end? his tights were really tight, right?
me: (Stifling back a laugh) Um, I guess. I mean that's what tights look like, right?
d: I know but it was like, put a skirt on that dude! I mean, it was getting awkward.
The whole family roared with laughter at this point. There was no holding back. The rest of the way home, many jokes were made about men in tights.
Later, after we put the kids to bed, The Hubs told me that The Little Man had leaned over to tell him that he knew that the ballet dancer was a boy ballet dancer because, "He could just tell."
I'm still laughing.
So much for trying to add culture to our lives for refinement.
Oh well, we had a fun time as a family, and that's all that matters, right?
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