Last night was the first night of the schoolplay. J, whose part was so small as to be microscopic, has had a lot of conversations recently which have started 'Don't want to be in stupid play...'
But yesterday P picked him up from school & he burst though the door yelling:
'Guess what? Henry threw up last night so he's got to stay off school for 2 days & I've got his part!!'
Henry's part involves 15 lines! J was so hyper he was almost unbearable & made it clear that actors of his standing shouldn't have to bother with such trivial matters as ironed shirts, clean trousers, polished shoes, cut nails & brushed hair.
Just as he was going out of the door he said 'Oh Dad, I need a brick, a trowel & a toolbox.' Just like that. Then he decided he didn't want the brick after all & left it on a kitchen chair which is ok but I can't lift it.
Anyway Becky saw it last night & said he did very well. We're off to see it tonight. Will let you know how it goes.