Diva

While the theatrics and the tears are part of the reason I call Sabrina "Diva Girl," they are not the only aspect of her personality that earned my daughter that particular nickname. The flip side of the theatrical meltdowns is her distinct dramatic flair, and while her mood is often stormy of late, the inherently gregarious, sunny disposition underneath is something to behold. It's been dulled a bit recently by tweenish battles over homework, bedtimes, and use of the computer, but Diva Girl has an undeniable sparkle about her.

I got a welcome glimpse of that Diva Girl on Sunday when, as a celebration for their shared birthday, I took The Ladies to see Seussical.

Both of The Ladies love musicals--the costumes, the music, the dancing--the sheer spectacle of it all enthralls them: Chicago, Rent, Grease, and Bride and Prejudice are all in heavy rotation on our dvd and cd players, so when I saw that a local community theatre group was putting on Seussical this weekend, it seemed like the perfect outing.

Sitting in the darkened theatre, watching how enthralled Sabrina was, was everything I'd hoped it would be. The moment where she caused the entire audience to erupt in laughter, though, was something I never could have imagined. It was nothing short of magical.

Caught up in the play, Diva Girl blurted out the perfect closer to a line into a silent moment on stage. She didn't shout it out to be disruptive or to seek attention; she was simply so delighted with the onstage shenanigans that she couldn't couldn't contain her enthusiasm. When the entire audience erupted into laughter around her, she thought she'd missed the joke; she didn't realize that she herself was the joke.

I knew it though. And, sitting there, watching my Diva's sparkle light up a darkened theatre, I glowed with maternal pride.

March 05, 2007 at 09:48am | Permalink | Comments (8)

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If it wasnt for moments like those and paydays it'd be a waste =)

Posted by marrie on March 05 at 10:56am

I still remember going to see Phantom at the pantages a LONG time ago and thinking "I want to do that with my life!"

Many drama productions later, I discovered that I really didn't want to, but I remember the feeling watching people enthrall me, and later, enthralling people. It's so delicious!

As is this story. Good for her!

Posted by thordora on March 05 at 01:57pm

Gee I wonder what Brina would like to be when she grows up!! The Cat in the Hat maybe?
beautiful story, reminds me of BG at two watching Piglets big movie, the bit where Piglet is lost and everyone is running around looking for him. Perfectly quiet moment and she calls out, Piggit, Piggit weaw awr you?
Glad you guys had a great night out

Posted by Kate on March 05 at 04:58pm

Sounds like a lovely moment! We need to take our kids to more live performances, we just don't do it enough. We did recently go to Baby Loves Disco, though, and the Bee got up on stage to dance. My friend (not a parent) who was with us said, "she's not shy, is she?"

Posted by landismom on March 05 at 08:45pm

I've always said that I wouldn't be surprised if I was thanked in Diva Girl's acceptance speech sometime :)

I'm a big fan of the live performance. Movies too, but there's something electric about the live show that I'm very excited to share with my kids.

My other favourite moment was when the lights went down for the first time:

Regan: "It's dark!"

Me: "What happens now?" (expecting her to say "the show starts!" since that's what we've been waiting for.)

Regan: "We be QUIET!"

Posted by Kimberly on March 05 at 11:03pm

Oooh, I want to come watch shows with you gals!

Posted by Lady M on March 06 at 12:11am

Oh this is one of those lovely moments which reminds you how special this mothering thing is :)

Posted by Gayle Trini on March 07 at 02:02pm

That reminds me of the time I took my 3 children to see a live performance of "Peter Pan" with Cathy Rigby. My youngest (then only a precious 3 years old) was so wrapped up in the performance that the point when Capitan Hook was chasing Peter Pan all over the stage my son stood up on his seat, the arms of it no less, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "You stop that Capitain Hook! That is MY Peter Pan! Leave him alone, you are being ugly!"
Much to my horror the audience around me loved it, every second to see a child so involved in the going's on on the stage he believed it was real and had no clue they were all acting.

Posted by Jamie on March 07 at 02:51pm

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