My earliest memory -- it's not even a complete memory, just little blips -- is from when I was about 3, on a train with my mom, going to see a ballet. Swan Lake, I think. Or possibly The Nutcracker. But I really think it was Swan Lake.
Tonight, along with their mother, I'm taking my 3yo granddaughter and 5yo grandson to the ballet... SWAN LAKE! I hope they will hold on to some memory of it... little blips would be just fine.
We were talking to them about it the other night, and Junah (a little worried?) declared:
WELL, I'M NOT DANCING!!