If you live in Peru, Indiana during the summertime, you know what a big deal the circus is.
This is my first year finding out just what a big deal the circus is.
There are about 200 kids performing with the help of an army of trainers, riggers, band members, ushers, security, concession stand workers, wardrobe ladies, snack ladies, and moms and dads managing the circus in the back during all the time kids have to be out of the arena.
I am becoming good at braiding hair. Not as good as Mrs. N, but good enough to help with the lineup of girls needing their beautiful hair put up so it doesn't get caught on ropes and wires.
Wardrobe is where I'm supposed to stay except when I help with hair before the show starts.
Wardrobe is in a room by itself. It's quiet. Kind of a hidey-hole from the noise of the big room where kids wait until their act is ready.
We eat candy in there when nobody is looking. Otherwise, we mainly function as the fairy godmothers of the costumes.
This is Kara's first year performing with the circus. And she has certainly found her sweet spot.
None of her acts are heart-stopping, but there are some that keep me praying silently that everyone lands safely after flying and flipping through the air--or walking high off the ground on a tight wire, or juggling lit torches.
Besides the fun time doing tricks in the arena, what I see are lots of smiles, kids enjoying themselves, helping each other. Sometimes they scrap a bit, but I haven't seen too much of that.
Maybe it's because I'm too busy in wardrobe eating candy.
I'll leave you with a few pictures. And next post, I'll recount some other parts of our summer.