My kids could wipe the stage with all of them.
So, I've bided my time over the past year, waiting for that much-anticipated handout to come home-- and finally it did. "It's time to pick your partner and your music! Lip Synch rehearsals start the first Tuesday in February!"
It was Go Time. I gathered the girls and varied audio-visual materials and went to work on my pitch.
1.) Okay, kids, here's the plan: First we go to the thrift shop, and we pick up suit jackets and hats and dark sunglasses, and dress you like this:

2.) Then, we slit the back of the jackets, under which you will be wearing leotards, and to the back of the leotards we attach something like this:
3.) Then we learn a few moves:
And in the middle of what I thought was a thorough, informative and energetic demonstration for my six and eight-year-old daughters---a demonstration, I might add, that my three-year-old daughter very much enjoyed--- right in the middle, my eight-year-old raised her hand as she would in school, and when I paused to acknowledge her, she looked me right in the eye and said two words: "Mom. No."
"B-but it would be cute!" I stammered.
The six-year-old backed her up, "We don't want to."
And just like that, they left to play Webkins.
So I ask you: if children are not an excuse to hold weekly dress rehearsals for (Real or Imaginary) Variety Shows, why do we have them again?
3 comments:
It's *awful* when kids hold back their parents! ;)
You're a mom? Congrats! You write like a young and totally free woman.
Nooch: I'm 40 and shackled (to a Libertarian husband and 3 formidable girl-children, all of whom could beat me in an argument by the time they turned 3.)
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