Saturday, December 18, 2004

PERFORMING ARTS

They’re putting the finishing touches on a new performing arts center in downtown Omaha that is said to rival L.A.’s fabulous new Disney center in the way of 21st Century acoustics and so forth.

But will they have potties right offstage? That’s the key to successful performances.

We learned this at Maddy’s Christmas dance recital, which was just about the cutest thing you ever saw. The sign language finale brought tears to our eyes as the little ones ‘’signed’’ the song about belief from The Polar Express, swaying and gesturing beautifully, and ending with hugs.

The eight little Rudolphs in their paper antlers and painted noses were all lined up, ready to begin the show, when suddenly, one of them -- I’ll just let you GUESS -- said, “I have to go potty!’’

Exit, stage right. An instant later, most of the REST of them followed.

After a decent interval, they all took their places again. The harried dance teacher, who’s also very sweet and hilarious, looked out over the audience full of grandmas and grandpas, moms, dads and siblings, and asked drolly:

‘’Does anybody ELSE have to go?’’

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Praise report: We heard a funny flapping noise under our car last night on the way to a holiday party. We stopped and looked, but could see nothing wrong. We partied and drove home on the city’s busiest highway, pretty late. Well, this morning, the left rear tire is flatter than a pancake, but the car is sitting harmlessly in the garage. We must have run over a nail. Thank You, Father, for protecting us, and literally letting the air out of our tire in the least stressful way. (Psalm 115:12)

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