A Nutcracker Christmas Page #6

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Hey, look!

A gingerbread house!

Just like I used

to make with my mom.

That's the kind of thing

that can make a girl forget...

about her aunt Lily's

deep dark secrets.

Oh, really? Well, then

I guess we'd better go get you

- a smaller one.

- OK!

- Wow, that looks fantastic!

- I know.

Finally some Christmas spirit.

Now all we need is a tree.

Yes, and I promise

we will get one

as soon as I figure out

where they sell them.

Aunt Lily, there's a

place a few blocks away.

Really. How do you know?

It could be all the Christmas

trees with price tags on them.

I'm going to the gym.

Call me if you need me.

(Mark panting)

(Lily sighs.)

- OK, I'll see you later.

- OK.

Have a great day.

- Love you.

- Love you!

- Hey. Hi.

- Hi.

So here's the deal. Every Tuesday and

Thursday, after drop-off, all the moms

go grab coffee at the Keystone Diner. We

would love it if you would join us.

- That sounds fun, but I--

- No, no, no. No buts. Come on,

we're leaving right now.

I mean, it's just coffee, right?

Sure!

She's in!

It's official,

I'm a dance mom.

All Victoria wants this year

for Christmas are headphones...

that look like earrings.

She'll just have another excuse

to say she didn't hear me.

- (women laughing)

- What does Sadie want?

Uh... How long

do I have?

Do not worry.

When all else fails,

- what do we do?

- (together):
Gift cards!

Hi. Sorry I'm late.

- What did I miss?

- Christmas gifts.

- Oh. I am all done.

- Because you're perfect. She's perfect.

- Is your daughter into jewelry yet?

- Sadie's actually my niece.

Her mom died

when she was 7.

Oh, losing your mother

at that age, I can't imagine.

She seems

to be doing well.

Yeah, after her mom died,

she... she really gravitated

towards ballet. I think

she needed something challenging

- to distract her.

- I had to drag Ilene

into class,

kicking and screaming

- those first two years.

- We remember the screaming.

- (Ilene's mom laughing)

- Did Sadie's mom dance?

No, she didn't.

I wonder what inspired Sadie.

She saw you

dancing perhaps.

Umm, no.

I... I don't dance.

Really? You never danced?

I-I mean,

a little as, as a kid,

but... I guess

we all did, right?

Did we?

Hey, is this

a coffee shop or a courtroom?

Think the prosecution's had

a little too much caffeine.

- (some women laughing)

- Ohhh...

And what do you think

about Mark?

Oh! Mr. Anders?

I, um...

I guess he's alright.

He is a ballet master

and a war hero.

- What's not to like?

- Wait. Who was a war hero?

Mark. He served

in Afghanistan.

- I can't believe--

- You can't believe what?

Uh...

I just...

I think he... he seems

like such a ballet guy.

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