Of course, my favorite moppet went along on the trip to the art museum. There was a string quartet playing in a corner of the great hall. She decided to perform an interpretive dance to some Vivaldi piece. I don't know which the crowd found more entertaining.
Later in the visit, she decided to strike poses in front of Degas' ballerina. This mood lasted into the evening. As we usually do on Saturday night, we listened to the St. Louis Symphony broadcast on the radio. All on her own, she danced through pretty much all of Schumann's first symphony. She slept late on Sunday morning.