Stage mother

mousegermainepengyActually, I am really not that much of a stage mother. At least I am not one of *those* stage mothers. You know the kind. I won’t go into detail. That’s a rant for some other day. The truth is that, until Mouse was eight, I hadn’t ever given even a moment’s thought about getting my kids involved in acting and theatre stuff. It wasn’t anything I had ever been involved in myself, outside of playing in a few pit orchestras, so I never thought about getting my kids into it. But then, when Mouse was eight, an opportunity came along that I didn’t think we should refuse. Mouse was not quite so enthusiastic but agreed to give it a try when I bribed her with the promise of a mouse watch. I have no idea where the mouse watch is these days or whether it works any more. On the other hand, I have lost count of how many plays she has acted in or directed or stage managed or costumed.

Tonight, she played Germaine in Picasso at the Lapin Agile at the Lydia Mendelssohn Theatre here on the Planet Ann Arbor. That’s Mouse and her cousin Pengie and they’ll probably kill me for posting that but I don’t think it’s too terrible a picture and it’ll float down the page fast enough anyway. Mouse doesn’t usually look like that. Our hair doesn’t do that kind of thing without a lot of intervention and so hers is curled and sprayed within an inch of its life. She doesn’t usually wear makeup either. That’s about all I have to say. Thanks to all the relatives, friends and old YAG buddies who came to the show.

I’m at the end of my rope for the night. Cleaning and shopping for the holidays tomorrow. G’night! -KW!

One Response to “Stage mother”

  1. Margaret Says:

    That’s a beautiful photo and it sounds like it went very well. Supportive friends and family are the BEST!!