The play's the thing

Samson's class play was Friday. As I've mentioned before, this was an eagerly anticipated performance. Lately we'd been getting sneak previews during dinner, but nothing could have prepared me for the actual show.

For one, this was Goldilocks as told by Homer. There was a whole prologue to the familiar part with the porridge and chairs that involved Goldilocks walking through the forest and being met by different creatures. She was warned of the dangers of walking in the forest by frogs, caterpillars, butterflies, ladybugs, bunnies, and, per Sam and his buddies, flowers.

Goldilocks, played by Samson's friend Sara, was fantastic. Seriously, this child was not only comfortable in front of a room full of (mostly) strangers, but she was like a little method actor. At the point where GL breaks baby bear's chair, she actually pitched forward in the chair to let it fall to the ground as if it had broken. If there was a Variety for preschool it would say things like "Inspired!" and "A brave performance!"

Samson on the other hand looked, well, bored. The flowers (and all the other creatures) had singing parts for the whole play, but sometime around the middle --- before the three bears returned home but after Caroline, who played the sun, yelled out "poopy!" --- he turned around and started looking at the kids behind him. Then he put his head down and stretched out for a bit. I really wish I had brought the video camera. Classic Samson in (in)action.

Of course, once the play was done, he was all fired up about it. Or at least about the lemonade and cookies provided.

Jane was with me as she had been up sick the whole night before. She did really well despite not feeling her usual cheery self. And while I'd like to say I feel bad for bringing my sick child to Sam's school, I'm pretty sure every bug we've had in this house since September 2006 has come from that place.