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The Center Stage Studio (and My Second Childhood)
When we first realize that our child is interested in our own passions, the first thought is elation. I KNOW that! I know how that world works, I did it once too! We can chat with the other adults running the program as if we are old colleagues. We know the requirements, the routines, the general culture around it. And of course there’s that evolutionary parent pride, knowing that they must have gotten some gene that made them more like you. But then the next emotions come through: yeah, I know that world. I remember the hard work, the heartbreak, and all the things about it that scared me and…
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And Miles To Go Before I Sleep
Over the last two weeks my house has had a steady stream of visitors, from inspectors, plumbers and electricians to old friends, new neighbors (and their dogs) and a babysitter. I still wake up surrounded by boxes and I can’t remember where I’d decided to place the things we have already unpacked. My almost-6-year-old is literally bouncing around the house, making forts out of everything and threatening the crystal I haven’t found a shelf for yet. At least once a day she has a boo-boo and at least once I day she gives me one. Suffice it to say my home is utter chaos. Two weeks ago we moved out…
