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A Belated Happy Chinese New Year
I've been MIA due to tiredness, busy-ness and three days this week lost to a freaking migraine (that still is hanging around in echo form, goshdarnit) but thought I'd post a few pics from a Chinese New Year banquet we went to tonight with a couple of other families we know.
Here's Ros in a cheungsam we got her in China last year, looking frightfully grown up.
The lion dancers, pretending to sleep on stage before they resume their performance. Before the dance started, all the kids were playing on the banquet hall's stage. When the (really loud) drums started up for the lion dance, the gaggle of kids, including ours, fled from the stage in utter terror. Ros spent about 30 seconds on her dad's lap being afraid of the sound (as usual for this event), but then when she saw all the other kids had recovered and were chasing the lions and patting their fluffy tails, she took off to follow (also as usual).
Ros taking a turn in the lion's head. (One year I'm actually going to get a good picture of her doing this.)
Here's Ros in a cheungsam we got her in China last year, looking frightfully grown up.
The lion dancers, pretending to sleep on stage before they resume their performance. Before the dance started, all the kids were playing on the banquet hall's stage. When the (really loud) drums started up for the lion dance, the gaggle of kids, including ours, fled from the stage in utter terror. Ros spent about 30 seconds on her dad's lap being afraid of the sound (as usual for this event), but then when she saw all the other kids had recovered and were chasing the lions and patting their fluffy tails, she took off to follow (also as usual).
Ros taking a turn in the lion's head. (One year I'm actually going to get a good picture of her doing this.)