A few days ago, I chaperoned your 2nd grade field trip to see a live play of Pinnochio. Right from the get-go you did NOT want to be there. But you were protesting in your adorable/stubborn, everything-must-be-the-opposite way. As soon as the lights went down, you were completely entranced with the antics of Gepetto & the rest of the cast.... for about 10 minutes.
Then you started to get antsy. Stacey (your helper) & I took you out to the lobby to look around. You found an antique chaise lounge like Scarlett O'Hara would have enjoyed & flopped yourself down for a "nap". After a little while, one of the theatre workers brought you a cute little yellow chair in the shape of a hand. She positioned it in the lobby so that you had a full view of the stage. You sat in it, again, completely entranced watching the play.
Then, suddenly, you jumped up. From all my previous experience, I knew this might signal a mad dash somewhere. Stacey seemed unconcerned; LOL, she'll learn. You stood there for a few minutes watching the play & I relaxed slightly. Mistake. You BOLTED! All the way from the back of the theatre, down the loooong aisle, and onto the stage. Gepetto was just going on stage & there was almost a 3-way collision between him, you & me. Yikes! It must have looked hilarious from the audience's point of view. I grabbed you & walked you back up to the lobby. You went willingly enough, but you had tasted the fabulousness of the stage and you wanted more! For the entire rest of the play, I had to stand between you & the theatre entrance because you were going to do anything in your power to get up there again. You kept telling me, "I can run faster than you!". No kidding! :)
I think this coming summer, I'm going to enroll you in acting classes at that theatre. I think you'll do great!!!
Love, Mama
