Last show today...Victor and I bought tickets and watched it again - although my stomach was churning with worries about her costume change...She got help and did fine! A party followed - with a pot luck (I brought chirke papricas).
The stage was being dismantled under our own eyes and Maya started to cry ("I don't want the stage to go! The stage is my friend!") I consoled her that her friend is kept safe for next year. We ate good stuff, Maya run around and asked my moral support to go hug Crystal, the director.
Some pics with the last bow, all the kids from the show
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