Last night I went to a Drama Booster Parents Meeting. I hate meetings but these aren't so bad. Maybe because I get these people.
Before the meeting started, the president said that her husband told her it was a bad night for a meeting because it was the championship game.
The rest of us looked at each other with blank expressions. Championship game?
"Basketball?" One mother questioned tentatively. The rest of us still had blank looks, shrugging.
"National College Football," the president said.
No wonder Braeden has found his niche with the drama kids.
I think I've found my niche with the drama mamas and papas.