This was a fun night. Mary plays the teacher (not a "tea"). The night before the show opens M says to me... mom, this is my "last musical in High School". She is so nostalgic, so dramatic, yes? Bless her little cotton-pickin heart, my grandfather used to say. And yet while I watched from the center of the "house" I became quite melancholy myself as I realized how much I will miss seeing her on stage every year with her friends. And this is just the beginning as we count down the Senior Year. So to balance the mood I must say what adventures must lie ahead! You go my little Drama Queen!
Thursday, November 18, 2010
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This was a fun night. Mary plays the teacher (not a "tea"). The night before the show opens M says to me... mom, this is my "last musical in High School". She is so nostalgic, so dramatic, yes? Bless her little cotton-pickin heart, my grandfather used to say. And yet while I watched from the center of the "house" I became quite melancholy myself as I realized how much I will miss seeing her on stage every year with her friends. And this is just the beginning as we count down the Senior Year. So to balance the mood I must say what adventures must lie ahead! You go my little Drama Queen!
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Those lasts are always so hard... but always remind Mary of the 'first's she will have in college
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