You've got to see this.
When I was a kid, we went to see the Nutcracker every Christmas Eve. Every single one. And every time I'd see it, I'd walk out on my tip toes, dancing my way down the streets of New York City wishing I could be Clara, dancing a pas de deux with my very own Prince Charming.
Try not to smile when you watch this. Life would be just a little bit happier if we could sing and dance through it, don't you think?
Thanks to Patti for pointing me to it.