Adventures in Urban Parenting #3

Steve and I are trying to give ourselves a date a week sans the Bug and this week's trip was to the Kennedy Center to see the opera Don Giovanni. We were given an opera series as a wedding present, but this particular show snuck up on us -- we noticed it on our calendar only at the beginning of this week. So we hustled and got Elizabeth and Catherine to watch Ben for the night and we got dressed up to go. Steve and I arrived just as the curtain was going up, so the usher hurried us down the aisle with a flashlight to our row. There were two empty seats right on the end, so we sat there, rather than annoy everyone by making them stand up to get to our proper seats in the center.

It was a really good first half (though I kinda hate the character of Don Giovanni -- he's a jerk) and after intermission Steve and I went back to our actual seats. We scootched by the correct occupants who had claimed our former seats to get to the center of the row. . . where we found two people sitting. We went through the usual machinations: "Are you in seats 115 and 116? Are you sure you're in row T?" and then I looked at our tickets.

They were for November 16.

I had written the wrong day down on the calendar.

We left -- which was a blessing since we were pretty tired anyway -- and will go back for the second half in a few weeks. Which is actually kind of ideal. We get two dates out of one, and only need babysitters for a few hours at a time. Perfect!