Yesterday my daughter performed in her school musical. There were three performances at 10am, 1pm and 7pm. I attended all three.
She didn’t have a lot of lines and she didn’t sing any solos, but she was in full costume and makeup, on a stage, in front of an audience and she was having a really bad day in the scheme of all things sixth grade. I wanted to be there to applaud her.
After last night’s performance she asked, “Mom, you do realize that you sat through three hours of the same play just to watch me say a total of 27 lines, right?”
I replied, “Yes, I know.” Then I asked, “Didn’t you want me to be there?”
And, as well as any twelve year old can say that they are thankful for their mom, she smiled and replied, “Yeah. I guess.”