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Is an award that I will not be receiving anytime soon.
Nolan woke me at 6:00 this morning, informing me that he had to go to Nebraska this week. Today. Til Thursday. Which, ordinarily, would have me doing a little 'alone time' dance.
Not so, this morning.
After trying to find a sitter for most of the day, it became apparent that I would have to take my sons with me to rehearsal for The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas, wherin (in case you aren't a faithful reader of this journal) I play a whore.
Luckily, they were spared seeing any of the real Graphic numbers. For today, anyway.
Two things, though: 1)Ethan asked, "Mommy? What was going on before Mr. Jason (Melvin P. Thorpe) came onstage?" (Answer I did not give? Sounds of the throes of passion. *facepalm*)
2) He was singing "Texas has a bleephouse in it! Lord have mercy on our souls!" at the top of his lungs on the way home. Please do not call social services. I really do try to be a good mother.
At least he has the good sense not to say the word 'whore.' Let's hope he doesn't let it slip at school.
Aaron? Fell asleep about an hour before we were done. I'm going to be grateful that he didn't see the whorehouse number, instead of taking it as a personal comment on the acting.
Nolan woke me at 6:00 this morning, informing me that he had to go to Nebraska this week. Today. Til Thursday. Which, ordinarily, would have me doing a little 'alone time' dance.
Not so, this morning.
After trying to find a sitter for most of the day, it became apparent that I would have to take my sons with me to rehearsal for The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas, wherin (in case you aren't a faithful reader of this journal) I play a whore.
Luckily, they were spared seeing any of the real Graphic numbers. For today, anyway.
Two things, though: 1)Ethan asked, "Mommy? What was going on before Mr. Jason (Melvin P. Thorpe) came onstage?" (Answer I did not give? Sounds of the throes of passion. *facepalm*)
2) He was singing "Texas has a bleephouse in it! Lord have mercy on our souls!" at the top of his lungs on the way home. Please do not call social services. I really do try to be a good mother.
At least he has the good sense not to say the word 'whore.' Let's hope he doesn't let it slip at school.
Aaron? Fell asleep about an hour before we were done. I'm going to be grateful that he didn't see the whorehouse number, instead of taking it as a personal comment on the acting.
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