we had four pirates. two of them were pirates twice. one was also an animal and an indian.
and two (insane) back-stage parents.
we do things that are ridiculous and hard.
we sign up for stuff. leading up to the events we think, "WHY!?" why do we do this to ourselves? why are we some of the first ones there and nearly the last ones to leave?
for some strange reason we can't just put our kids in dance class and show up for the performances.
during the craziness we make it work.
but after... oh, after. well, there is major relief.
i don't know if it's worth it. i'll have to try not helping time and see if there is an empty hole in my heart.
we all know that will probably never happen, though.
unless i enter some sort of "volunteers anonymous" program and learn how not to get involved.