"Catherine, wouldn't you like to go see the Lion King?" (which conveniently happens to be playing nearby at Kennedy Center this summer).
"No, that's too roar-y."
"But Ariel could never be too mermaid-y, right?"
So it seems that later this summer Catherine may have a big wish come true that she didn't even know she could wish for: to see the Real True Ariel on Broadway. 200 miles away. And tickets run - sheesh! $85 - $120. (Fortunately Grandpa, who grew up in New York City and enjoys the theater, has offered to get the tickets).
She'll probably have to wear her Ariel t-shirt and take her Ariel backpack. We'll leave the Ariel pillow and Ariel Barbie at home. And no, I most definitely will not let her dye her hair red, although she has already asked. That's why she refuses to get it cut, so it will be "long like Ariel's".
Unfortunately I had to cancel my registration for Iron Girl triathlon in August for this, since that's probably the weekend we're going to New York City, and I needed to cancel by June 1st to get a partial refund. Hmm, that was my only sprint distance of the year - I might have to find another later in October.