So, I think
it’s only right that I introduce you to the leading lady in my life, my
gorgeous, not-so-little ‘O’.
5 ½ going
on 15.
We have the
talking back, the attitude, the boyfriends (all 5 of them, one for each year of
her life thus far?)…but on the flip side, we have the confident, creative,
intelligent little girl, who has made her mummy so very proud.
She is one
of the youngest in her year group but this has never had any effect on her
learning, even when she started at school at 3 years & 4 months, in
Nursery. She is particularly good at reading and the knowledge of this love of
literature makes my heart almost beat out of its chest! I have lovingly kept
all my Famous Five books in the hope that she gains as much pleasure and escape
reading them, as I did.
Now The Eel
and I have established our very separate lives, I am glad O seems to have
inherited the best of both of us, even if she does look like her Daddy more.
*sad face*
She is
creative and studious like me but has her Dad’s confidence and self belief,
something I have always lacked, but I found solace in pretending to be someone
I wasn’t – performing set this shy little bird free and shall again! (Future
Blog alert)
Being 5
these days is a lot different to how I remember things. For me, it was all
about dance classes, dirty knees and jelly and ice cream. Part dance/drama
diva, part tomboy, I loved the thrill of dance festivals and the smell of the
greasepaint but equally felt at home with the boys, climbing trees and doing
skids on bikes.
For O, it
is about Musical Theatre class, Rainbow Guides, discos, lip gloss, nail
varnish, hair styles and gadgets. I’m sure they grow up faster these days,
especially now in this technical age, where they can find their way round your
mobile phone, steal your DS and load films onto your Netbook with such ease.
We have a
testing relationship, already there is a hell of a lot of estrogen in this
household and to be honest, I fear for the sanity and the safety of our ageing
cat at times. But that said, we are close and seem to become more so every day.
Over the
past 6 months we have bonded over a mutual love of musical theatre. We do an
amazing abridged version of “The Wizard of Oz”, where basically I play every
character except for Dorothy…the flying monkeys, the Munchkins…TOTO, there
really is no end to my versatility. ;-) Anyway, I digress.
O can sit
in the bath and simultaneously play Mickey, Eddie and The Narrator from “Blood
Brothers”, although it has to be said, she already favours the part of the Narrator,
just like Mummy. No doubt she will inherit the burning desire to play the part
(it’s on The List – I may bore you with my list in future). Why let being a
woman stop you?!
She has an
astounding knowledge of “The Witches of Eastwick”, informing me just when in
the music the witches fly out over the audience - the part where mummy cried
tears of joy in the Theatre Royal! There is something rather amusing about
listening to her sing “Dance with the Devil”.
And as for
her rendition of “Castle on a Cloud from “Les Miserables”, I defy anyone not to
shed a tear when she plays Cosette in future. Which she will, obvs.
Pushy
‘Stage Mother’? Me? Ok, well maybe a little, but I only encourage her passions
and talents. I want her confidence levels to soar, for her to see she can be
whoever she wants to be and achieve her goals; there really is no limit –
something I am reminding myself of as I begin to once again pursue my own
dreams.
One day I
know that with a little determination, we will both succeed and really make our
mark on this world!
*jazz
bloomin’ hands*
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