New Years Eve

Todd and I went to The Big Apple Circus for New Years. During the middle of the first half they do a bit where "Grandma" (Big Apple Circus resident clown, also known as our friend Barry Lubin) comes into the ring. The conductor, who is conducting from the band stand above the ring, "drops his baton" into the ring. He goes down in to the ring, with his trumpet in hand, to get the baton back from Grandma. Of course hilarity ensues. At one point Grandma uses the baton to change the lighting in the ring to mood lighting. The conductor starts playing When I Fall In Love (It Will Be Forever). Grandma comes in to the audience and does what I fear most in life. Grabs my hand. Damn IT!!!! He knows I hate this. We've been through this. I turn around to plead for help from my husband, who I realize is also being pulled into the ring. Barry/Grandma said to me . . ."It's the baby's first circus. You have to do this." Todd and I proceeded to dance in a spot light, in the middle of the ring, in the middle of the Big Apple Circus. Seven years to the day that we got engaged, in a spot light, in the ring, in the middle of the circus. And just like when we got engaged, I forgot 1000 people were watching us. Todd and I. And the baby. It was a good New Years