When you tell your children to go outside and stay there good things happen (unless bad things do). In this instance a virtual explosion of choreographic industry occurred. I was privileged to see the production notes for the dances that Deedee and Mymy spent the day creating and very amused by the system they came up with to track costumes and music for each number. Each dance had it's own line and in that line were columns that included what pieces to wear and an annotation of the tune to sing. Like this:
Anarctic/ jacket and baseball shirt for penguin/ doh dee doh doh dee dee
It's really the music code that got me. Just rows and rows of "nee nah nah nees" and "doo ba bo bums" to remember the tunes they had made up.
We were then regaled with this spectacle of dance the next morning at daybreak.
So, get out the opera glasses please and prepare yourself for a sample of thematically cohesive and provacative dance. I didn't put them all in here because they came up with about 37.
Also, I beg pardon for the public transportaion noise and my rasping and, at times, shrill enthusiasm. Hopefully it will not sully your viewing pleasure.
So the moral of this story is kick your children out of the house. It's quieter, cleaner and (now) totally justifiable.