This afternoon we saw a community theater production of Cinderella by kindergartners and first graders. Zach's dear friend, Tahlia, had the juicy role of Anastasia, evil step-sister. We thought he'd be delighted to see her onstage. But a third of the way through the first act, he turned to me in utter confusion:
Zach: Why did I have to come here?
But he survived the play, and apparently, it had some small impact on him. After flooding the bathroom and most of his sister during bath time, I informed him that he'd be cleaning it up.
Zach: I have to feel like Cinderella on the same day I had to see the play!
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