I like Wednesday night rehearsals. I like the music; the jokes; that singing makes Star happy. Most rehearsals the kids work hard but there is the odd one that just seems to go right off the air! Like last Wednesday. As a hysterical impromptu circus it would take some beating & it was extra long because the kids were auditioning for a commercial ditty again. Something that may go up on you tube in the hope it will go viral. Something that may never even get off the ground. Something Star came pretty close to *Staring* in ~ & missed out by a cat's whisker.
Which is how the cookie crumbles, dontcha know? The thing is though that despite the high drama that tends to surround drama sorts ~ & make no mistake; music is drama ~ remember, they're the lot who invented opera! ~ we play it low key round here. Music is what Star does & sometimes she is wonderful & sometimes...not so wonderful. To us it doesn't matter. Star is our Star & in our eyes she will never shine more brightly than she does for us & well I can remember telling the perfectionist, Liddy, that whether she played National soccer or scored winning goals she did not have to *earn* our love. Star needs no convincing in that department. Being adored is her birthright. Just ask her.
But there is always that little catch at a mamma's heart because it is our nature to want our kids to be ok about themselves; happy; succesful & rejection, however it comes & however much you know it's not personal, can sting so I was pretty proud of my Star. Cautiously querying how she felt about it all Star cheerfully announced it was all good because she'd done one of these things & it was nice for the new ones to get a turn. My Star is a generous little soul & she bounces well. Boiiiiing!!