Great thread idea!

Winnipeg, 1994. One of my (many!)proud parent moments.

My daughter, age 8, gets up to do her Irish dancing to Trian. The crowd opens for her, she receives a thunderous round of applause, and great appreciation from the other dancers of her fine dance abilities, who come up after the tune to congratulate her, ask her where she learned to dance like that, etc etc

Not only that, it was cloudy and cool all week long--no sweltering in the heat, or misery huddled under tarps from rain, mud, mosquitos...

It was divine and sublime!