The most practical thing to do tonight would have been to put all the kids down at their regular bedtime in order to insure the most amount of sleep and avoid unnecessary moodiness come morning. However, our three and a half year old, Simka, has music in her bones. The outdoor concert and swing dance was calling for her and I had to respond, practical or not.
I am writing this post after the concert and not after, “the day after” the concert however, I am pretty certain we made the right move. Simka was a vision in orange as she swirled and twirled to the rhythm of “that funny band with the piano playing OUTSIDE!” She made friends with big kids, rehashed “Frozen” with concert volunteers and gasped at the sunset as we headed home. Sometimes the impractical is the obvious choice.
When have you been happily impractical?