It was the best of times, it was the end of Februaryist of times.
One of “The Big Three” on my calendar has come and passed again … like gas … or wind … or farts. It’s also past … or over … or not happening again for another year.
Dance Recital Madness 2011 was a lot like last year and the year before but with different kids … or the same kids, but a year or two older … and with different costumes.
One kindergarten went with a colour theme: all the major colours were represented. Teal was overlooked.
The other kindergarten’s dancers’ costumes were colourful too, but they didn’t represent anything I guess.
For a week or two afterwards I say things like:
– “You were a super Super Ninja Shadow!”
– “I liked the Frog Dancers … a lot!”
– “Hey! Cowboy!” (enthusiastic imaginary pistol shooting mannerisms accompany this response)
– “You were the best raindrop out of the bunch.”
– “I really thought you were a Mexican!”
– “Next year I’m sure you will get to be a dinosaur.”
– “Nice cartwheel!”
– “I was a tomato when I was your age too!”
I wish I was 4 years old again: I’m sure I’d be the best raindrop.
note: the past “Big Three” are here:
Numata Matsuri 2008 / Numata Matsuri 2009
Kinder Olympics / When Was The Last Time?
Dance Recital Madness / Dance Recital Madness: Day 2
double note: I didn’t miss last year’s “Big Three“, I just took worse photos than this year’s … and thought I’d give it a break for a year.
Today I dropped the thermometer, but it didn’t get any colder for some reason.
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I’m a hunter and gatherer of wool.
note: flower added by Mariko.
double note: How old do you have to be before you can’t say what you want to be when you grow up?
triple note: I know “Cyclops” isn’t politically correct, but “one eyed monster” is misinterpreted as something else these days.
quadruple note: Can you be misquoted if you speak sign language?
quintuple note: Pirates don’t seem to be very limber.
sextuple note: watching kids coloring something is better than …
septuple note: I may have put on 4 entries tonight … if you are in to that sort of thing.
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Tagged Cowboys, cyclops, growing up never grows out of style, humor, limber, Mariko, pirates, sign language, staring at the future, watching longevity
People are like dreams … some you remember and some you forget.
It`s the same for everyone, so it`s not worth losing any sleep over.
Maybe they will reoccur and I’ll remember them next time.
note: one dream woke me up and told me I was snoring; but she turned out to be more of a nightmare really.
double note: I think I’ll remember this “Hello Kitty Cowboy” walking through Tokyo Station for a while.
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Tagged Cowboys, dreams, dreams turning into nightmares, forgetting people, hello kitty, Hello Kitty cowboys, humor, losing sleep, nightmares, not sure if it's "reoccur" or "recur", people, people dreaming of people dreaming, remembering dreams, reoccurring dreams and people, Tokyo Station