Grant had his first theater practice yesterday. He was chosen for the part of Wendy's brother, John, in Peter Pan. The script is rather lengthy and G has a lot of lines to memorize. When I attempted to get started last night he turned around and looked at me like I was crazy.
He said, "Mom! Seriously? The play isn't for another 8 weeks."
He followed up with this statement later in the night, randomly:
"Mom. I was in line today at school and the teacher said if you talk you get sent to the back of the line. I raised my hand and said what happens if you're already at the back of the line? She said nothing."
Apparently my son has a little bit of his Momma's wit. Hopefully he won't get in as much mischief as I did with my mouth.
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