Yamaraashi-chan sings!
Oct. 8th, 2006 10:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsSunday was quieter until about 2:00pm. Breakfast was simple cereal, and I did a lot of housework afterward: scrubbed down the kitchen, did five loads of laundry, that sort of thing, while Omaha took care of most of the financials.
At 2:00, we went to the "Burien Arts Showcase," a series of free concerts and other artsy events being put on by the local arts commission. There were two small symphonys, one heavy on the strings, the other heavy on the winds. The local theater groups did outtakes from two plays they're doing this year, and Kouryou-chan was just entranced. Yamaraashi-chan finally went up with the rest of KidSounds and did her thing; I noticed that they didn't put any of the new kids up there, and that's probably a good thing because they were just not ready. The kids from last year, though, still had their acts together. There was a dance group doing ballet and all sorts of other things. Very, um, folksy. "Community Art," indeed. Yamaraashi-chan is still fidgety on stage but less so than in previous years, but her voice is very lovely now.
Omaha though seems to think that somewhere in her incredibly packed schedule she has time to try out for the local theater group and do something that's purely for her rather than work, family, or politics-related.
After the intermission, Kouryou-chan's mother took her off for a visit down somewhere south of us. I was disappointed; I had hoped they'd watch the rest of the show. Hey, if I had to sit through it, so should they. (Actually, I didn't, as during the parts I wasn't interested in I had my ebook of The Iron Council with me.)
Dinner was the usual Sunday thing of pizza.
Afterward, Kouryou-chan and I folded our clothes, and not only did I figure out the Korean fold technique but it's actually so easy that I taught it to Kouryou-chan, who immediately had to go show Omaha. It's very cool.
At 2:00, we went to the "Burien Arts Showcase," a series of free concerts and other artsy events being put on by the local arts commission. There were two small symphonys, one heavy on the strings, the other heavy on the winds. The local theater groups did outtakes from two plays they're doing this year, and Kouryou-chan was just entranced. Yamaraashi-chan finally went up with the rest of KidSounds and did her thing; I noticed that they didn't put any of the new kids up there, and that's probably a good thing because they were just not ready. The kids from last year, though, still had their acts together. There was a dance group doing ballet and all sorts of other things. Very, um, folksy. "Community Art," indeed. Yamaraashi-chan is still fidgety on stage but less so than in previous years, but her voice is very lovely now.
Omaha though seems to think that somewhere in her incredibly packed schedule she has time to try out for the local theater group and do something that's purely for her rather than work, family, or politics-related.
After the intermission, Kouryou-chan's mother took her off for a visit down somewhere south of us. I was disappointed; I had hoped they'd watch the rest of the show. Hey, if I had to sit through it, so should they. (Actually, I didn't, as during the parts I wasn't interested in I had my ebook of The Iron Council with me.)
Dinner was the usual Sunday thing of pizza.
Afterward, Kouryou-chan and I folded our clothes, and not only did I figure out the Korean fold technique but it's actually so easy that I taught it to Kouryou-chan, who immediately had to go show Omaha. It's very cool.
