The Circus

Presley had been asking to go to the circus for a while; so on Saturday, Presley and Paxten took seven (7) adults to the circus with them.  Was it pricey? Yes.  Was it too long? Yes.  Did Presley have an amazing time? YES! Would I do it again?  See previous question.

Paxten did so well during the circus also.  Only the last 20 minutes did she start to get squirmy, but I think she enjoyed all the lights, all of the movement and all of the animals in front of her.  She got a $25 stuffed animal monkey from her uncles that she just loves, what a bargain!

Here are a few tidbits from it.

First, as soon as the circus ended, and I mean AS SOON AS IT ENDED, Presley said, “I want to see it again.”

In the car ride on the way home, I asked Presley what her favorite animal that she saw at the circus was, and she told me, “the unicorns.”  I think she meant the horses with the purple feathers on their heads, but that is so neat to me to think of the magic of Presley thinking those were unicorns.

Then there is this that happened two days later when we were swimming:

Presley had just done something cute and magical that melted me heart, so I felt compelled to tell her:

Me:  Presley.

P1:  What?

Me:  I gotta tell you a secret.

P1:  What?

Me:  I love you a whole lot.

P1:  Daddy I gotta tell you a secret.

Me:  What?

P1:  I want to go to the circus again.

My daughters are magical and amazing to me, just like the circus was to them.