I got a nice little Christmassy newsletter from Juliet's school today proclaiming that on December 15th, she will be having breakfast with Santa! How thrilling. Plus, we need to sneakily send in a wrapped gift with our child's name on it. From Santa. Nice. We pay millions of dollars to send her to this school and they can't even go to a dollar store and pick out little chintzy gifts? Alas.
I got a second newsletter that gave the parts to the Holiday Play. Juliet will be playing a doll! Her first play! I'm so excited I could die. Seriously. I know it sounds trite. Ridiculously so. However, when I was in St. Mary's in Katonah, I was the LEAD in a play, about the night before Christmas, and I WAS A RAG DOLL!!! I was fantastic. Or at least, I memorized A TON of lines. I always look back on that and wonder why they choose me. Probably because I was the best reader. Well, I was. I wonder if my grandfather has that play on video...
Anyway, imagine this play? Juliet on stage with her class...oh man, I guess we'll get a preview of the wedding...
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