I fulfilled my duties as an uncle last week when I went to see my niece in her school’s rendition of Cinderella: she was the wicked stepmother. And she stole the show...
Until the Fairy Godmother came out. A little 9 year old boy dressed in drag. Well, better for my niece to learn early in life that there’s no competing with people in drag when there’s a stage and audience involved. (I hope to learn this lesson myself- am working on doing a Synthetic Division/Drag Show fundraiser for HIV/AIDS.)
Here are some photos from the play.
“If only I’d gotten that part twenty-two years ago.”
Then I got home, and realized what a great blog his pain would make. Sure, that’s not a very brotherly thing to do, but just wait until his daughter starts blogging. Then I’ll really be consoling him, because, as was evidenced in Cinderella, she is the funny one in the Decker family, not I.