Where did she learn how to pose? TV? Online? Anyway, because you are supposed to do it in this country at Christmastime, we took Ellie to St. Louis Ballet's production of The Nutcracker on Saturday. Big crowd (a few maskless, despite an unenforced house rule), mediocre quality recorded music, pretty dancers in pretty costumes. She liked it.
Mrs. C and I have so much in common despite our very different origins (a farm in Kansas and an apartment in New York). We realized that there is one more thing: neither of us have any interest in ballet. Too often sweet and shallow. Amazingly athletic but the women have to dance in a way that wrecks their feet and ankles and the men don't. Alvin Ailey or Twyla Tharp might be a different matter.