"If you could touch the alien sand and hear the cries of strange birds, and watch them wheel in another sky, would that satisfy you?" - The Doctor, "An Unearthly Child"

Touch the alien sand....

Touch the alien sand....
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Saturday, May 16, 2015

Fatherly Pride



            A general life update here on the goings on of all the sundry activities and things the family has been up to. The karate tournament that C3 was in a week ago was a rousing success! She placed third in both hand-kata (basically doing all her positions correctly) and in breaking (where she, well, broke wood with her hand, foot and elbow) so two trophies went home with her on Saturday. She was excited and tried to be humble but she doesn’t do self-effacing very well. Also, watching a 7-year old wield a bo staff, and with a fair measure of proficiency, is an experience I recommend if only for the knowledge that there are preteens out there who can kick butt.

            This past week also held a creative and performing arts festival in the kids’ school district. It was nice to have an event where all three kids had some kind of representation, a very rare event indeed. C3 sang with her 2nd Grade chorus in a medley of songs from The Lion King. She admittedly didn’t look very interested but seemed to have a good time. As a side note, “Hakuna Matata” is a very, very repetitive song which I don’t think I ever noticed before. C2 had a drawing of some seashells in the visual art section of the show.  I have never seen the medium for an art project listed as “Crayola Twistables” before.  Ah, the modern age.

            The showstopper, though, was C1. He and a classmate performed “Point of No Return” from The Phantom of the Opera, so of course C1 had on a Phantom half mask. No halfway theatrics for this kid.  His microphone wasn’t on though and the acoustics in a high school cafeteria aren’t really optimal. He could be heard, but let’s just say that a lot of the people there weren’t necessarily well mannered. After that song, he performed solo (and with a working mic) “Friend Like Me” and “Prince Ali” from Aladdin. I think his nerves were running high, maybe even higher than they were for Peter Pan as here he was THE focus.  But he did a great job, even doing a little soft-shoe/shuffle dance during a long instrumental part. I was nervous that he was going to get tangled in the mic cord but he managed to avoid that particular pitfall.  I fell on stage during my Senior Year play and I think my back is still paying the price for that, 20-odd years later.

            With all of these events for the kids (and more to come, as always) the Wif ™ and I haven’t been doing much on our own outside the house, at least not since our Rifftrax night. We have a few things coming up – friends’ birthdays, that sort of thing – but otherwise a quiet few weeks ahead for the adults of the family. But there are always house projects to do and everyday life to lead.  I’ll happily take the downtime in between events if it means I get to enjoy those events more fully.  If all the in-between time was filled with rushing and drama and nonsense, there’s no way we could enjoy these things like we do.

            That’s all for now. I just wanted to humblebrag about the kids and get an entry up.  I seem to have attracted some readers, so hello!  Sorry this entry isn’t Doctor Who related (a Time Stream entry is on its way soon), as it seems that’s where most of my page views come from, but even in my description at the top of the page, I try to hit all my roles here, Father and Husband included. Thanks for reading!!

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