{"id":33180,"date":"2007-09-17T15:35:58","date_gmt":"2007-09-17T15:35:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2007\/09\/17\/stage-fright\/"},"modified":"2007-09-17T15:35:58","modified_gmt":"2007-09-17T15:35:58","slug":"stage-fright","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2007\/09\/17\/stage-fright\/","title":{"rendered":"Stage Fright"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>About a year ago, maybe more, the kids hit on the idea of putting on a show for us. Whenever they could, they&#8217;d drag us to a couch, have us sit down, and then pretend they were the center of a show. They&#8217;d either grab something and pretend it was a microphone, or they&#8217;d just talk into their finger.<\/p>\n<p align=center><em>&#8220;Ladies and Gentleman! Boys and Girls! And Next Here Comes the Singing Show!&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p align=left>Then they&#8217;d launch into whatever performance they wanted to do. Sometimes it wasn&#8217;t singing. Sometimes it was drumming or dancing. Occasionally, it would be a Lion King show (which involved a lot of growling and roaring).<\/p>\n<p align=left>The shows have tapered off lately, in favor of other sorts of play. Last month, however, N and I were playing trains in the living room when he suddenly decided that it was time for a show.<\/p>\n<p align=center><em>&#8220;Daddy, Daddy! Sit down! It&#8217;s time for the show! No, not there! There! Sit there!&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p align=left>He was pointing to a stretch of living room floor. I sat down and waited. He started to do his announcement, and then broke off. <\/p>\n<p align=center><em>&#8220;You&#8217;re too close! You might get hurt. Move back! Back!&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p align=left>He pointed to the kitchen. I obediently moved to the kitchen, pulling a chair around so I could sit in the doorway to the living room and watch his big show.<\/p>\n<p align=center><em>&#8220;You&#8217;re still too close! You might get hurt. You&#8217;re still too close!&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p align=left>He ran over, took my hand, and walked me to a couch in the den.<\/p>\n<p align=center><em>&#8220;There you go. There. Now stay right there!&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p align=left>Curious to see what was going to happen, I sat down and waited. I couldn&#8217;t see him from there. I couldn&#8217;t even hear him. After a few moments, I crept back to the living room to see what was happening.<\/p>\n<p align=left>He was playing quietly with his trains on the couch.<\/p>\n<p align=left>Stage fright. He must have gotten stage fright. That must have been it. Right?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>About a year ago, maybe more, the kids hit on the idea of putting on a show for us. Whenever they could, they&#8217;d drag us to a couch, have us sit down, and then pretend they were the center of a show. 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