Diana participated in her school play titled "Dig It". It was about different parts of history such as Greece and Egypt. She had lots of fun practicing and learning songs for the play.
Somehow the music teacher discovered that I had some crafting abilities.
She asked me to create a huge sandwich to used as a prop in the play.
I wandered around JoAnn's one night and came up with the supplies to make this:
Here is a shot of it in action:
Here Diana is demonstrating how it looks good enough to eat.
I have to say that I was pleasantly surprised at how well it turned out.
Who knew?
Now we need to think of another time to use it, because
it seems like a waste to only use it one time.
I wonder what kind of object lesson it could be for
Gospel Doctrine?
My dad had a conference here that week, so both of
my parents we able to come and cheer Diana on.
This is the first time in her grandparents were able to attend such an event.
Of course no school function would be complete with out the last minute shopping.
I shook my head in disbelief when Diana came home the night
before the performance and told me she had to have
tan pants. What the what? Couldn't I have known
about this sooner? Didn't I spend quite a lot of time
and money on making a prop? Seriously?
Gotta love those "Oh by the way,
could you build me the city of Rome in a day,"
kind of moments.
A trip to Target and Wal Mart supplied her with two choices.
But wait there's more.
The morning of the performance, she insists that she MUST
have white sandals.
If not the earth would open up and swallow her whole,
due to mortification.
I should have just been a good/mean mom and said no
but this is why there is a Wal Mart a half a mile from our
house, for just such emergencies.
Finally with her costume crisis resolved, I deposited her at school.
I wonder when I get to take a bow.
All in all it was a very successful event.
Way to go, girlie.
Love ya tons.
(this is not to say, that I am fairly relieved the elementary days are almost over for me, ahem, I mean her,
of course there is still the fifth grade dance to provide
one last chance for "I need it or I will die"/drama)
