and Dorothy made their Virginia debut this weekend at Broken Leg Theater’s
Wonka Jr. They are my little Oompa
Loompas. It has been a terrific
experience. Bravo, Broken Leg Theater! (www.brokenlegtheater.org)
Over the eight weeks of rehearsals, I concluded that the Oompa Loompa way of thinking is spot on, for each time they were on stage they offered a nugget of truth.
Concentrate on self control (Augustus Gloop had zero) and not self esteem.
I was doing my usual Saturday morning routine of cleaning everything in sight. With toilet brush in hand, I heard the familiar request.
"Play with us, Mom. You can be the General."
Sigh. "I can't. I am cleaning the bathrooms." Cory and Silas, in the middle of a game of battle, knew it was futile to ask again. Especially on Saturday morning.
As I swished the Comet around the toilet, an idea struck. I stepped out of the upstairs bathroom and peered over the railing, searching for my two little soldiers.
Maybe it's because Halloween is almost upon us that I have monsters on my mind. Perhaps you have seen one in the grocery store, the mall, or (as we all have occasionally) lurking about in your own home.
Whether you have one or ten kids, parenting is exhausting. It is a full time job about which you must be relentless. But in case you're feeling too weary for the task, here is my recipe for creating your own little monster.
Iwill never forget the first time we were Booed just after we moved here, proving once again that, yes, Virginia is for lovers.
With October still young, it's not too late to start this tradition. Besides, with creepy clowns in the headlines lately, it might be just the thing to ease your kids' minds. Now that I am in a new neighborhood, in fact, I am thinking about starting it myself.
Boo! (reposted from October, 2012)
Last Saturday night just after dark the Sims family was sitting in the den enjoying the fireplace and a little TV when the doorbell rang.