Ruby had her first-grade play/musical & was one of the three bears. She made her great acting debut with the line, "Goodness gracious, what shall we do?" We spent many family dinners giving her suggestions on different ways to say her line with different accents & inflections, which ended up in a lot of laughing & her turning down every one of our suggestions. Probably a solid choice on her part. She was nervous but she did great! Our family waved & smiled & gave her thumbs up throughout the performance & she kept her game face on the whole time - such a professional;)
She was supposed to wear a brown shirt for the play. No problem, I would just pick one up from Hobby Lobby super last minute. Like, the night before the play (that was in the morning) last minute. I sent Tyler right before Hobby Lobby closed & he called to tell me there were no brown shirts. Hmm, no problem, just run by Target - no dice. Try Walmart? Tyler called me & said there were no brown shirts anywhere. I told him to come home & I would go find a brown shirt. I was confident I could find one & he just wasn't looking hard enough for it. I ran into a different Target before they closed & searched high & low with no luck. Then I headed to Walmart (my only option now that it was past 10 pm) & searched everywhere. I spent an hour in that store, panicked, thinking how Ruby would always remember the time that she was the only "brown bear" who wasn't brown. Why hadn't I just Amazon Primed it?!? After searching every section of the store & considering sewing one for a hot minute (I don't sew or own a sewing machine), inspiration/desperation struck. I found a white shirt & brown dye & headed home. Did you know that dyeing a shirt requires stirring a big pot on the stove for about 45 min. at just the right temperature? And then you have to wash it so the dye doesn't bleed all over you. I don't even know what time it was when I finished, but I woke up early the next morning to move the shirt to the dryer, & it was still brown! Then I sent Ruby off to school in a still warm brown shirt that will never be worn again & was thrown away after I washed it again & it bled all over a bunch of clothes & ruined them. Mission accomplished.
