Christopher was in his first play this weekend. We have always thought he was a little entertainer - loves to be in front of an audience. (Isn't he the cutest little ant? The play's name? Antsylvania.)
I mean, who else do you know whose favorite thing in school is public speaking. (For those of you wondering how we pull that off in our homeschooling endeavors....each week at Classical Conversations, they have to do a presentation.)
He was cast as a weed. A bad weed. A bad weed with an attitude.
And let me tell you, he pulled it off totally. He had the attitude. He had the tone of voice. He had fingers pointing. He didn't look like an 8-year-old playing a weed. He was the weed. With an attitude.
Keith said the camp director said he was a natural - I just didn't know how much of a natural. He loved it and looked like he had found his thing.
On the way home, he said he had found his new sport....only it's not a sport, he said. We reassured him that was ok - that dancing using a lot of energy, especially when you really get into it. (Although there was some mention of baseball.)
Molly has always said she can hardly wait to see where these guys take us.
This is a definitely a new direction and a fun one at that. Stay tuned. We have video and as soon as I re-figure out how to get a short clip up, I will. You will have to see the weed with 'tude.
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