I have to tell you I’m a little nervous about this one. My son came up with it and has been bugging me to make it an official theme for a few months now. You can understand my dilemma. I’ve always encouraged him to say yes to things he’s scared of and to speak what needs to be spoken even if it hurts. Of course, I thought we had an agreement that he should only do that when it didn’t involve me. After everything I’ve done for him he makes me take my own medicine? But I’m going to make this the theme for our next show and have faith that whatever he says about me or his mother is something that needs to be said. In public. With a microphone. What could go wrong? Depending on how it goes, our next show will either be about trust or retribution. That was a joke. I trust him. Mostly.
So bring us a story about a time you realized your parents were human. Or about a time when you failed as a parent yourself. There’s a lot underneath stories like this. Realizing your parents are human is the first step in growing up and realizing they were people before they were parents. Falling from grace yourself often completely changes the relationship you have with your own kids. If you’re lucky it gets stronger. That’s how I try to look at it anyway. My kid still probably hasn’t forgiven me for the time I chased his cat around the house with squirt bottle because she pooped in my hat.
The rules for stories are below but you know the kind we’re looking for: true stories that happened to you that still mean something to you days, months or years later. I hope to see you at our next show on Thursday, August 28, 7:00pm at the Roy St Cafe.
Please do your best to keep your stories under 8 minutes. The tighter everyone’s story the more people we can get onstage 🙂
Feel free to email me if you have any questions.