we all live on the yellow submarine
a very crisp, sunny day in lexington, kentucky. i feel extremely uplifted after my weekend with fancy in the big city. cinncinati. i watched over 60 children, between the ages of 5 and 12, audition for school house rock. how much little mermaid, cinderella stool in my corner and hairspray bullshit can one girl handle? it was very interesting indeed.
i realized so many things watching all those belt their hearts out- number 1. i really don't want to be a stage mom. #2 there is nothing good to say about spandex on big kids and #3 i can't sing. oh, dear. I can't sing. how in the world will i make if i can't sing. i mean, really really have a block of some sort about singing. i don't know what it was about him- but as the 11 year old singing yellow submarine snapped on his stuffed octopus and put on his sailor/captian hat sobbing, i realized we all do live on the yellow submarine. and what large, unforgiving musically challanged submarine it is.
here's to you fancy. for putting up with the little ones and helping them by the best they can be.
i realized so many things watching all those belt their hearts out- number 1. i really don't want to be a stage mom. #2 there is nothing good to say about spandex on big kids and #3 i can't sing. oh, dear. I can't sing. how in the world will i make if i can't sing. i mean, really really have a block of some sort about singing. i don't know what it was about him- but as the 11 year old singing yellow submarine snapped on his stuffed octopus and put on his sailor/captian hat sobbing, i realized we all do live on the yellow submarine. and what large, unforgiving musically challanged submarine it is.
here's to you fancy. for putting up with the little ones and helping them by the best they can be.
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