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I’m not sure what she was thinking listening to me. My small voice mattered more than anyone else’s, and my doctor took them out and put in the smaller ones. She was quoting me, after all, even though everyone in the operating room had a look-see, and the consensus was to go with the bigger ones. Yes, I vaguely remember using that word with her. You were right the big ones looked ridiculous.” Well, she said, “I put in the big ones but gave you the small ones. I’m not exactly sure what happened in that operation since I wasn’t awake for it, but my plastics doctor announced afterward that I was a proud parent of small breasts. Small pumpkins or big ones? So when I said I wanted them to be small, even my plastics doctor warned me and looked at me gravely, “Most women want to go bigger.” So when it came time to pick-your-own size, I had Mom’s voice in my head. Mom later set the record straight, “Whenever you have a choice between big or small, always pick big.” Of course, I didn’t know the drill, and I said, “small.” He wanted to know should he get Mom big or small diamond earrings. One Christmas, my Dad, asked for my help picking out a present for Mom.
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This whole concept of big and small came from my Mom. It was an anthem to remember: even us small people matter. When Zana got on that stage and acted so humbly as Horton, it could bring tears to your eyes, even if you weren’t her mother. that Zana sang: “A person’s a person no matter how small.” So this brings me back to my point for this week’s blog. Not to mention, we celebrated Alexandra’s birthday here, too. It was a week of firsts, starting with Alexandra playing Horton in her first play since Covid blacked out the theater and ending with the first time we flew as a family since Covid banned us from the skies on a plane so small thank goodness I chose small breasts (bigger ones wouldn’t fit in that seat). Otherwise, I’ll rush through and miss the fun stuff along the way. My life’s a whirlwind, so it’s hard to take this one week at a time. But I’ve got to pull in the reigns and come back to this week. We’re here, after all, and I’ve got a hysterical story that I can’t wait to tell. I’ve got so much to tell y’all, if I could only hold onto my Nashville accent until I can finally write that blog post on our visit to the music city. Zana as Horton in MCT’s production of Seussical, Jr.