This evening, Hannah, Calla, and Kris had the pleasure of attending the symphony. They were playing Tchaikovsky, one of my favorites. The tickets we received were in a box, and the woman next to us was rather enamored with the girls all through the first part of the performance. As intermission began, she got to talking with Hannah, found out that she played the piano, and then asked, "Would you like to meet Van Cliburn?" Hannah paused, confused. I leaned over to her and said, "Say yes." So, at intermission Hannah had the honor of meeting a living legend:
After the concert, the woman took us backstage where we got autographs, met the conductor, the violin soloist, and concert master. Quite a night.
Earlier in the day, we were all sitting at Chick-fil-A for lunch when in walked the New Orleans Hornets pro-basketball team. They were fresh off a win over the Mavs, and presumably headed to their next game.
It certainly was cooler (from my perspective, at least) then seeing that kid from Hannah Montana at the mall food court...
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