Let me warn you know, I am not going up to 12 days. We are worn out and just want to relax a bit before Tom heads back to work. But I do have a few more days to blog about, I am just slow in posting them.
We couldn't let New York pass us by without going to see the Rockettte's at Radio City. This was actually my second time, Tom's first, and we thought we were pushing it with Luke (he's not even two). The show is really quite spectacular, even for us in our 30's, and for babies too.
I love Radio City Music Hall. This is the third show I have seen here, and I am always in awe of the beauty and grandness of the hall and foyer. Although Luke won't remember being here, I am so happy he got to see a show before we left.
The Rockette's are quite amazing. The precision and gracefulness of every dancer was so captivating. I couldn't help but wish I was one of them. Not only because I would trade my body for one of their's any day, but the energy and excitement they must feel during each performance would be so exhilarating. I quickly let that dream die, but my sister Whitney would fit right in.
Luke's favorite were the dancing bears and dolls.
This year's show was the 75th anniversary. Three quarters of the way through the show they played a documentary on the history of the Rockette's. It was interesting, and a bit emotional, for me. Another big part of the show highlighted how wonderful Christmas is in New York. As if the crying in the documentary wasn't enough, I couldn't contain myself as the Rockette's danced through scenes of New York. I am really going to miss this place.
The show ended with a beautiful nativity scene. I can't help but feel so sad lately how Christ seems to be taken out of Christmas especially here in New York. It was almost refreshing to feel the spirit somewhere different than church. It was the perfect ending, and Luke really loved the camels.