All About the Apple

The kids are still too young for a two-hour production of the Nutcracker at the KenCen, but they are definitely right-aged for the circus. Thus the grandparents invited us to NYC for a weekend punctuated by the Big Apple Circus, which erected its tent in the Lincoln Center square. I had no experience with the BAC, so how surprised was I to find a very intimate single ring with no more than 400 seats, if that. Paba got us ring-side tickets and Zaza threw in some glowing butterfly wands (swords Harry insists, despite the delicate nature of the insect).

The show had something for everyone. Acrobats (whose glittery spandex pants have given me all kinds of Christmas shopping ideas for grandpa and dad), clowns and a slew of dogs, ponies and goats....riding ponies. Very bizarre but very entertaining. Harry was most enchanted by what he calls "the tummies"...that would be the male and female acrobats who spent most of the show with bare midriffs.

He plans to bring his "butterfly sword" to show and tell. I'm not exactly sure how I will explain the bit about the tummies.