"Mommy, we need a stage because we're going to have a show tonight!" Carson told me, so I put a stool by a little red chair, by my piano bench, so he had steps up to a little stage. He climbed up the stairs and performed his "show."
Naturally, Natalie insisted on having her turn.
All I can say is, I hope my recital this week goes half as well as this little show did!