What happens when you have an 8 year old boy/soccer enthusiast raised by a 43rd mom/musical theatre officionado?
I'll tell you what happens.
1) You have a young boy who does his physical warm-ups and counts them off by half measures "1-2, 1-2, 1-2". And,
2) You have a mom who asks her son how he "felt about his audition...I mean try-out"?
We're living a boundary-crossing, metaphor-mixing, filled-with-possibility life!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
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