Saturday, February 6, 2010

The Field Trip.....

Yesterday, we went downtown to the Sottile Theatre. It was a field trip for the first graders at the school Noah attends.

We had the privilege of seeing "The Velveteen Rabbit" performed by the Robert Ivy ballet. It was lovely, touching and wonderfully sweet.

Side note: The previous day, Noah had informed us that this was going to be "Boring!" and "ballet is for Girls"! (to be said in your most venomous voice in order to get the full effect)

So. Armed with that information, Poppy, Nonna and I loaded into the car to follow the buses to the theatre. Poppy drove. I just heard a gasp from all of those who have ridden with Poppy. Really, it wasn't that bad. He only ran 7 yellow lights, 2 red lights, ran 3 cars off the road and almost hit 1 pedestrian......but by golly he never lost sight of the bus that had his "little buddy" in it! I'm just kidding Dad. It wasn't nearly as bad as I had expected. There really weren't any pedestrians in danger....much.

Anyway, back to the ballet. I was anxious to see how horribly tortured Noah was going to be during this "boring, girlish" performance. The lights went low, the curtain rose and Noah sat completely still.

Did you hear me people? NOAH SAT STILL!!! With his little mouth open. Catching flies. During the entire first act. And he didn't make a peep! Did you HEAR ME? NOT A PEEP! I'm almost certain that I heard angels sing....

During the pause between the first and second acts of the play, one of the children loudly applauded.

Yep. It was Noah.

I quietly explained that while it was very nice of him to show his appreciation for the performance, it wasn't' finished yet. He said "Oh." and continued quietly watching the show. No argument, just "Oh." (I'm positive this time, the angels sang)

During the rest of the play, there was a little bit of fidgeting and flopping from Noah but for the most part, he did pretty good. Towards the end of the story, the plot thickens when the doctor gives an order that all the child's toys be burned to ensure the destruction of any remaining scarlet fever germs. The velveteen bunny is then put in a pile to be burned the following day. At this point in the performance a child from the audience said in a very loud voice "That's NOT NICE!"

Yep. It was Noah.

"Yes honey, I know it's not nice but it's also not nice to talk during a performance and if you absolutely must, please whisper"

"but I......"

And so the argument began. It ended very quickly though when I said "Just HUSH and watch the rest of the play!"

Even though he may have applauded at an inappropriate time, made commentary a little too loudly, his actions made sense for this not quite 7 year old boy. He was paying attention. He enjoyed the performance in the first act. He understood that there was an injustice about to happen to the rabbit and by golly, that's just NOT NICE!! He was paying attention.

He was paying attention.

Maybe watching and enjoying a ballet isn't just for girls. Maybe it isn't so boring after all.

All in all, he did OK.

The bus ride back to school, not so much....

I didn't hear any more angels singing the rest of the day.......I miss them.

**sigh**

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Gonna change the name......

Ok. I know. It's been a year or so since my last post. Let me explain.....
The new title for this blog is going to be....(drumroll please)........

Just Plain Sick and Tired of Feelin Sick and Tired and exactly HOW LONG DOES MENOPAUSE LAST ANYWAY?!!!!!

Any questions?

K.

Didn't think so.

Love Y'all