The Second Best Part Was When His Sister Shouted “Hey! That’s My Brother! HE’S MY BROTHER!”

After years of me encouraging (possibly also? Nagging.) My First Baby finally put his fears and insecurities aside and tried out for a school play.
He got the part.
He’s been practicing every day- learning his lines, perfecting his expressions. All of those things that actors need to do to get ready for a performance.
Last night, he put on his costume (that I had to pay for out of my own pocket, damn you The Economy!) took a deep breath and said “see you there, Mom!”
I kissed him on the cheek and wished him luck.
When he walked out on stage, I could see his nerves– he was unsure of himself and of his lines. But as he went on, he became more comfortable, more confident.
It was wonderful watching him up there, enjoying himself and all of his hard work. I was so proud of him.
And I could tell by the smile on his face when we greeted him after the show that he was proud of himself. That was the best part for me, really.

8 thoughts on “The Second Best Part Was When His Sister Shouted “Hey! That’s My Brother! HE’S MY BROTHER!”

  1. Jennifer B

    That is so cool. My daughter made Honor Choir this year and it took everything I had not to be a blubbering idiot while watching the performance!

  2. BetteJo

    I always get choked up – from Christmas pageants to talent shows – I’m always the dope with the red nose and watery eyes. It IS wonderful to watch!

  3. Lindsay

    Love that photo, Yvonne!
    I have to admit that when I took Punky to see her Youth Ballet’s Nutcracker performance this year, I may have pretended that the high school-aged Sugarplum Fairy was MY daughter. And I may have cried a little bit over what a good job she did.

  4. mia

    please, please, please: use this picture at his wedding reception, for some obscure mothers day photo contest, or for ANYTHING – THE. BEST. PHOTO. I’ve ever seen…. it was the photo that made ME cry…

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