Raise the Red Curtain

We did some home decorating over the weekend: Mama hung a deep red curtain in the middle of our downstairs, separating the playroom from the living room. Not because we think a big red curtain is such a pretty decor item.

But because she wanted the kids to have a curtain so they could play stage. And all stage curtains are red!

It looks like the Red Light District over here.

But the kids had a fabulous time putting on shows last night, their version of Harry Potter (knowing nothing beyond the fact that the characters are magic! I figure that it's the only version we'll see until I can sit for more than 15 minutes! Though, really, it would be worth the bursitis! Maybe for my birthday when Gommie and Pop are here. . . . ) and a variety show with Chinese hat-balancing and sword dancing. And they just beamed with excitement.

Which, in my book, means Mama is a pretty cool mom.