We are in Adelaide for the Fringe Festival. Your dad is playing in a show that I am musical director for, and we are doing a run of nine nights in a row. Tonight, before our show starts, we go to a wine tasting cabaret show. We thought it would be quite casual and laid-back, but it is in fact a very intimate setting and I'm nervous about you being noisy and disturbing others. You sit happily on my lap, then your dad's and finally the floor, playing quietly, until, 45 minutes in you start to make loud (happy) noises during a quiet moment in the show and I decide it is time for us to go.
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