Ok. Now this just isn't funny.
Yesterday I go into kindergarten to collect Small Son, to be told that he is goinng to be joining in the same Early Years Christmas production as Dear Daughter. Ahh, how sweet, I think. For about ten seconds. Until I realise he's going to need a costume too....
He's a Christmas Tree.
Wednesday, 26 November 2008
Christmas Theatricals Part Two...
Posted by claires inner world at 18:46
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Right. Green t shirt. Green trousers. Green socks. Beg, borrow, steal.
OR dig up tree from garden and strap said tree to child.
OR go to teacher and say
DO THEM YOURSELVES.
(I am a teacher and we do ALL THE COSTUMES)(Well, someone's mum does them actually, but who's asking...)
Best of luck. You'll love it on the day though. Nothing beats a good cry in front of the Christmas Play.
You're so right! It was my mum who used to make all the costumes when I was a kid! She was a teacher and did everything! She's on the case now for a Cracker and a Christmas Tree!
I will love it on the day though - Will have to post a report and photos!! Hope you're well. Loved your post about the chicken murder. I laughed and cried!
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