struggling to be prolific

In short: The shows rocked.  The kids were crazy backstage.  Much worse in the second show.  First show was better than the second show anyway.  Had a seahorse who's name doesn't matter because it is secretly barnacle.  He actually refused to sit down and stop talking but was perfectly well-behaved so long as he was physically attached to me.  He is in the girl who played Delia's Mom's class and apparently, today was a good day for him.

The moms here rock.  I had probably five moms helping me tear down.  Dads?  A grand total of two.  And one of them tried to lay a wall down before I explained how to do it.  Men.  Moms are much better at waiting for directions.  But I like to make dads bungee the poles to the top of the truck, so I was glad they stuck around til the end.