Last week:<\/p>\n
Me: Digging out the crumpled papers from Serena’s barely-gonna-make-it tattered princess backpack… “Serena, there’s a talent show at your school, it says here. You going to be in it?”<\/p>\n
Serena: “Um, yeah.”<\/p>\n
Me: (surprised) “Really? Okay, cool. Whatcha’ gonna do for your talent?”<\/p>\n
Serena: “Ballet.”<\/p>\n
Me: “Are you going to do it with anyone else?”<\/p>\n
Serena: “Yeah, I think Maddie S.”<\/p>\n
Me: “Does Maddie S. know about it?”<\/p>\n
Serena: “No, not yet.”<\/p>\n
[Note to self. Talk to Jim. Ask if he’s talked to Maddie S.’ mom about the talent show (he knows all the moms better than I do) and figure out if Maddie S. is actually game to do this.]<\/p>\n
A few days later:<\/p>\n
Jim: “Serena, Maddie S.’ mom said she has another performance that day so she can’t do the talent show. Do you still want to do the show?”<\/p>\n
Serena: “Yeah.”<\/p>\n
Me and Jim look at each other, eyebrows raised. Wondering: Will she really do this show solo?<\/p>\n
[I go out of town unexpectedly for 5 days. Serena goes to the scheduled try outs and gets into the show. Then she goes to practice – and still plans to do the show, solo. Jim and I both wonder what will happen when she sees the audience from stage. But we stick with acting like this is all not that big of a deal, just like Serena has been doing all along.]<\/p>\n
~Cut to yesterday, last day of Kindergarten and day of the talent show~
\n(sorry for the shaky video, I was busy crying my eyes out.)<\/p>\n