The Christmas story, told twice
On Tuesday, I had the great honor of attending my daughters’ school production of The Christmas Story.
Twice.
You see, Loaf’s class participated in the morning pageant, and Peanut’s was in the afternoon.
In the morning, Loaf was a “Little Angel,” which essentially means she sang in the chorus. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. Except, she didn’t sing most of the songs. Instead, she alternated between turning herself completely around, back to the audience, and, when she was facing forward, staring wide-eyed at us as if she was thinking, “What are all you people DOING here?”
Later, when I asked her why she didn’t sing the songs (which we’ve been practicing for weeks), she replied that the costume made her, “too itchy to feel like singing.”
Which I can totally understand. Being itchy doesn’t really put me in a festive, sing-y kind of mood either.
About an hour and a half after Loaf’s pageant ended, Peanut’s began.
After last year’s pageant, where she played the role of “sheep,” she told me that this year she was hoping to be either Mary or an angel. She even practiced at home.
I tried to stay as neutral as possible, because the roles are drawn at random.
“Any role will be great,” I told her. “They’re all important.”
Then one day, I picked her up and she had a little more spring in her step than normal.
“Mommy! Guess what?” she said excitedly. “I’m Mary!”
She practiced her line (Mary rode a camel and Joseph walked along) diligently and delivered it proudly and loudly.
However, she didn’t like the lipstick they put on her (and really? Does anyone think Mary wore lipstick? Or that a five-year-old needs to wear it in a preschool play?) and she spent the rest of the pageant picking at or wiping her lips. Seriously, the whole pageant. What the hell was in it? Acid? Her poor lips are still all chafed.
So there we are. The good news is, Loaf already has Mary's line memorized, so if she gets the role next year, she'll be good to go. Provided she's not too itchy to recite it, that is.
Twice.
You see, Loaf’s class participated in the morning pageant, and Peanut’s was in the afternoon.
In the morning, Loaf was a “Little Angel,” which essentially means she sang in the chorus. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. Except, she didn’t sing most of the songs. Instead, she alternated between turning herself completely around, back to the audience, and, when she was facing forward, staring wide-eyed at us as if she was thinking, “What are all you people DOING here?”
Later, when I asked her why she didn’t sing the songs (which we’ve been practicing for weeks), she replied that the costume made her, “too itchy to feel like singing.”
Which I can totally understand. Being itchy doesn’t really put me in a festive, sing-y kind of mood either.
About an hour and a half after Loaf’s pageant ended, Peanut’s began.
After last year’s pageant, where she played the role of “sheep,” she told me that this year she was hoping to be either Mary or an angel. She even practiced at home.
I tried to stay as neutral as possible, because the roles are drawn at random.
“Any role will be great,” I told her. “They’re all important.”
Then one day, I picked her up and she had a little more spring in her step than normal.
“Mommy! Guess what?” she said excitedly. “I’m Mary!”
She practiced her line (Mary rode a camel and Joseph walked along) diligently and delivered it proudly and loudly.
However, she didn’t like the lipstick they put on her (and really? Does anyone think Mary wore lipstick? Or that a five-year-old needs to wear it in a preschool play?) and she spent the rest of the pageant picking at or wiping her lips. Seriously, the whole pageant. What the hell was in it? Acid? Her poor lips are still all chafed.
So there we are. The good news is, Loaf already has Mary's line memorized, so if she gets the role next year, she'll be good to go. Provided she's not too itchy to recite it, that is.
posted by Kimberly at
9:34 PM
4 Comments:
Even itchy and chapped, they are still so cute!
awh.. her poor lips.. the pictures are precious though.. :)
Really...cute as hell. I just had a nostaligic moment the other day while I was writing a post about how glad I am that those school pageant/concert days are behind me. Turns out I miss them...how strange
Yeah, being itchy is no fun! She still looked very cute. And as for the lipstick, what the heck? Why would Mary need lipstick? And, don't you think that should be the mother's prerogative to put on their child?! She was also too cute. Maybe she'll aspire to broadway some day and look back on this and say she got her start playing Mary :)
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