Thursday, October 2, 2008

Crack a' Dem Nuts!

(Our unfortunate cousin Prince Ken. Smiling bravely in the face of a tragic physical deformity which has left him somewhat...anatomically incorrect. He will never, we fear, be able to produce an heir)


Royal families are slaves to duty. It is a well known fact that if you are from a royal family you cannot truly live for yourself. It is the price one pays for the position into which one is born.

Well, I guess that is equally true for deposed royalty, in fact, for us it is even more important to be above reproach and ever ready to answer the call, otherwise we are little more than just another joe schmoe with a heavy, funny looking gaudy hat hidden under the bed.

The Prince has seen the ominous fate of ex-kings who allow themselves to forsake royal duty for mere publicity seeking. Next thing you know you are using your royal robes to become a shill for a fast food joint that cranks out paper replicas of your crown for children to wear while they are having burgers "their way". DON'T be that king!

In the interest of duty the SP has answered the call that sooner or later comes to every young prince who is enrolled in a dance class. He has been called upon to pick up his sword and lead a fighting force of superior armed little girls into battle against an army of mice. The battle field---in the shadow of a gargantuan Christmas tree.
Think of it as a sort of Saving Private Ryan with dancing desserts and tutus.

My son is to be....The NUTCRACKER!
In a bizarre example of art imitating fabricated life the SP is going to play the Nutcracker Prince for his dance school's version of The Nutcracker.
His prior nutcracking experience was as one of that hard bitten band of mouse fighters in the trenches. In that production the Nutcracker was an adult man with years of dance training and experience so the SP didn't stand a chance of usurping that particular throne.
This year he is swimming in a much smaller pond where one year of on and off (I couldn't afford $500 a month for dance for a 11 year old boy!) ballet lessons does not stand in the way of the title role in THE Christmas ballet.
Ah well, what he lacks in experience he makes up for in gorgeousness. That Clara is a lucky girl...here's hoping she is also tiny and easy to lift!

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