What have we done?

We recently gave our youngest her own cell phone so that she could call us from camp for any reason. I have received no calls from her as of yet, but her hand has been glued to her phone. Why? Not for the games. Not for the music.

For the applause.

In the “my sounds” section of her phone, she found a rousing cheer. So now whenever and wherever she goes she has her own set of adoring fans. Her gracious bowing in acknowledgment of their thunderous, albeit electronic, applause upon entering a room still surprises and delights me.

For now.

After all, it was drama camp.



LB's Lullabye Leaguer, left.

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