My Kid 1 is in another show. She’s a star.
*sigh of contentment and proud-ness*
And in this show, Kid 1 plays a tap-dancer from — wait for it — Centerville, Utah, who shows up in NYC ready to storm 1930s Broadway. The show is called Dames at Sea, and there is much cheese and adorability.
And now, in my house, much strange language. Which I will now attempt to put into Haiku form. Like this.
Hop. Step-ball-change. Brush.
Shuffle off to Buffalo.
Step, scuffle, riff, slap.
Does it make you rethink your career choice, or is that just me?
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Love it!! When does the show open? I really want to come and see it!!
Love it!! When does the show open? I really want to come and see it!!
Much better than the language of my profession this week. “We’ve restructured. You have another editor. Again.” Yada yada yada.
Much better than the language of my profession this week. “We’ve restructured. You have another editor. Again.” Yada yada yada.
How exciting!
And you? The Haiku Queen.
How exciting!
And you? The Haiku Queen.