My mom surprised the girls with tickets to see "Frozen" at Eccles Theater in Salt Lake. When she purchased the tickets, Izzy was a tiny baby, so she didn't get Isabelle a ticket. It worked out that Isabelle was able to go. Watching Isabelle's reaction to the show was the best part of the evening.
Mom, Alexa, Jessica, Grandma Langlois, Izzy (in her Anna dress),
me, and Grandma Lynda
The show started at 8:00pm which is quite late for a 2-year-old. It's pretty late for me too. We had big plans to get Izzy to nap before going, but she didn't agree. I didn't know how she would do being up so late. I couldn't have asked for a better behaved toddler. No big meltdowns, bathroom incidents, or heavy eyes. She stayed awake for the entire thing! We didn't get home until 11:45pm. She definitely snoozed in the car.
Isabelle sat on laps for the majority of the show, even though she had her own seat with a cushy booster. I didn't mind having her on my lap because I got to experience her reactions firsthand. She was so excited. She exclaimed loudly in the middle, "Is that magic!?" When asked what her favorite part of "Frozen" was, Izzy said, "the dancing!" No surprises there. She also wanted to know if Elsa and Anna were real. Before the show, Isabelle went on a walk and saw the orchestra pit. Izzy thought that there were ghosts and monsters hiding there. She insisted on going back to look at the orchestra pit again during intermission, just to be sure.
They went all out with the show! I was extremely impressed! Gloves went flying, dresses were changed in the blink of an eye, and during "Let it Go" there was basically a full-on light show. Someone was even dressed in Sven's reindeer costume. Boy, that must have been hot. Olaf lived up to his part well. I guess they had plenty of time to make this show so spectacular during the months of cancellations. Their hard work showed.
I drove. Why am I telling you this? Well, you see... there was a parking garage incident. I can laugh about it now, but in the moment, it was stressful. As soon as we turned into the parking garage, I noticed a steep hill. It wouldn't have mattered if we didn't have to stop multiple times on the hill due to traffic. Can you see where this is going? I noticed that some of the cars ahead of me started to roll backwards everytime they started going. Well, the same thing happened to me. We rolled back each time I took my foot off the brake. It was scary!
At first, the car behind me was extremely close. They learned their lesson and gave me more room from then on. I realize now that I should have used both feet on the pedals to prevent the rolling from happening. I'm sure you don't believe me, but I actually can drive a stick shift. I'll admit, if you were neraby, you definitely heard my tires squeeling. You could probably even hear my heart pounding for that matter.
By the time we made it to the top of the never-ending-hill, the worker chipperly asked how I was doing. I pretended I was good but inside my head I was thinking:"Sir, I'm shaking and nearly plowed backwards down this abrupt hill. Can you tell that my arm is trembling as I hand you the credit card to pay to park in this autrocity?" Whew, the hill is over.
What an enchanting evening. The parking garage incident couldn't even ruin it. Thanks, Mom! It was worth the long wait. Izzy is now going to have an extremely high bar for plays.
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