Thing 1 competed at the Western Region Irish dance championships yesterday. She danced like an angel. Somehow the judges didn't notice that, and Thing 1 didn't place. This was the qualifying round for nationals and worlds - so at least we saved on airfare to Belfast and Nashville in '08. :)
It was hard for me to write this, but as I told Thing 1, you have to be willing to share your disappointments as well as your triumphs with your fan base. So, Fan Base, here it is. Writing about it isn't too hard - but the phone calls were particularly painful.
Me: "Do you want to call Dad, or do you want me to?"
Thing 1: "You do it."
a little later:
Me: "Umm, we also have to call Grandma and let her know how you did."
Thing 1: gave me a hard stare.
Me: "And...well...I also promised Mrs. B we'd call her...and, umm, Mrs. K, and....."
Thing 1: more hard stares
Me, realizing the hopelessness of the request: "Never mind."