I never thought I would be so proud to hear the words: "Mummy, I've been picked to be the lead tree in our play".
C's school is putting on a production of Chickin Lickin that involves the nursery and reception children. He brought the invitation home yesterday and proudly presented it to me. When I asked him if he was pleased to be a tree he said no. He'd hoped to be chicken lickin but one of the bigger boys was picked. He then got excited and said that he was pleased though to be picked as Lead tree. Apparently the "lead" makes a big difference.
When asked what a lead tree does he replied: "I lead all the trees onto the stage". Then I asked if he was a good tree. He thought seriously about it for a while and then replied, "I'm not very good at the moment. I need more practice".
Not entirely sure how much practice is involved in being a tree, but perhaps I'm just missing the dramatic flair!
What I'm not loving is the two days notice I've had to produce his costume. Luckily it seems to just consist of a brown T-shirt and black trousers so I'm pretty sure Mothercare can assist on the weekend.
Of course - the other issue is the fact that C's play is on at 2pm on a weekday so I'll need to negotiate with work for the time off. I'm sure we'll manage to come to an agreement though. After all - I wouldn't want to miss the the start of a budding career...