As this play calls for a scene with fairies, my girls were asked to be sprites. "Absolutely!" I said.
"Oh cute!" I thought. "This will be adorable." I thought.
In answer to everyone's questions: the kids are doing fine. And they absolutely hate their costumes. Folks, this is reverse psychology; they have promised me several times already never, ever to have a "goth" phase. I'm delighted. Delighted that they usually look like this:
And do wholesome looking things like this at Children's Museums and stuff:
Not that I have anything against Shakespeare and the need for harpies, it's just... yeah...
But oh, look look, she does cooking competitions too, not just crazy drama:
That's it for now folks. Writing has been hard, recently. I'll get there, and I'll have great stories to tell when I do. But for now, as you can see, all is well. :)
"The Lord will guide you always,
giving you water when you are dry
and restoring your strength." Isaiah 58:11