Stage fright

Today was the Buttons drama performance. All this term Leo hasn’t really been bothered about it, so we didn’t expect him to do it, really.
Sitting on nursery chairs (about two thirds of an adult buttock wide) with Claire and Adam, one of the carers told us that since Leo hadn’t wanted to do the dress rehearsal, he probably wouldn’t do anything.
He came in on a carer’s hip, and as the other children started to line up he spotted us and had a lip wobble. So he watched the other children from my lap. They were very sweet but at least half were in tears by the end. Just too overwhelming, i think. Leo was uninterested, though. Once it was over and we all stood up, he started climbing over the chairs – ‘I climb, daddy.’
This evening, we talked about his sport, which he still loves. After that, he turned to me and said, ‘Daddy, I don’t like drama.’
I am sad in a way that there’s something he doesn’t get into, that he can’t find enjoyment in this sort of thing. But i’m pleased that he knows his own mind and has the courage to just refuse. Not go through with it crying and miserable, but just to walk off and play with something else. Reminds me of someone…


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