On to the bragging! My daughter HipChick auditioned for a huge Talent Showcase they have in our county every year. This round was the school-wide audition, and the next round will be the county-wide audition, in which they will choose only 25 acts for the big performance. In the past, I’ve had several students in the show, and I always get a little nervous when I know they’re auditioning, but it was nothing compared to this year.
She sang “Castle On a Cloud,” from Les Miserables. Luckily, they let parents watch, because I had to set up her “set.” That’s where the antique barrel comes in. Then, I scoured Goodwill trying to find brown clothes that I could “rag” out a little, then I headed out to the antique store to try to find an antique broom. For some reason, I don’t think they had red plastic handles in Old France. No luck, so I went to the only other place to get things in this town… Walmart. I found the next best thing: a bunch of wheat tied together in the floral section. Voila, an antique broom.
While Little Pea and I were walking into the school, she tripped on the sidewalk, and busted her lip. Of course there was blood all over the place, and a screaming toddler until the secretary broke out the fruit snacks. They cure everything, you know. Except the swelling, which was so pitiful looking.
Anyway, I haven’t been nervous on stage in a long time. It’s not a feeling I’m even used to anymore. But when HipChick got up there to sing, I had a million butterflies in my stomach. This was her first time singing on stage in front of anyone but our family or close friends. She did such a beautiful job! I was amazed at her acting and her vocal tone. Of course, I’m a little biased, but she made it through! You can tell she watches American Idol, because she said, “Yes! I got through to the next round!”
But after the auditions were over, I noticed her cheeks were a little red. She walked over to me, and collapsed crying, saying her head hurt and she was hot. I felt her head and she was burning up! She could barely stand up! I took her to the nurse, and she had a 102 fever. When I asked her why she didn’t say anything sooner, she said she didn’t want to miss the audition. What a trooper, although they surely would have let her make it up! But that’s how she is. She holds things in and tries to handle it herself.
It was then that I understood the mentality of “The Stage Mom.” Everything in you wants your child to be as awesome as you know she is! Boy, I’m going to have to fight that tendency as they grow up.
Well, to avoid making a long, random post even longer and randomer, I’ll save the tea party, Babysitting, dust masks and strep throat till tomorrow!
Is it just me, though, or is it the best feeling in the world to see your child excelling in something you love as well?
Press the play button to hear HipChick singing a Christmas song