So, so beautiful
Tonight Dutch elected to watch some internet videos of Olympic ice skating rather than hear a story about Pippa and the Penguin meeting a princess. We watched a completely ridiculous ice dancing routine involving operatic music, fluttery swan-esque costumes, and hilariously melodramatic facial expressions, like a telenovela on ice. I enjoyed it; I like telenovelas, and I do appreciate how difficult the athletic feat is, even if they try their darndest to make it look silly. But Dutch started making strange choking noises halfway through. I thought she was laughing at the silliness, but no.
D:Mom! I feel like I'm going to cry! It's so beautiful!
Me: Hm.
D: Why do I feel like this? They're just ice skating.
M: Ah.
D: But it's just SO BEAUTIFUL.
A few minutes later, she informed me that she could definitely do a triple flip. She doesn't think it looks hard.
D:Mom! I feel like I'm going to cry! It's so beautiful!
Me: Hm.
D: Why do I feel like this? They're just ice skating.
M: Ah.
D: But it's just SO BEAUTIFUL.
A few minutes later, she informed me that she could definitely do a triple flip. She doesn't think it looks hard.
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