Dori had dress rehearsal tonight at 4. It was expected to last until mime. It leads into a weekend of twice a day performances Friday through Sunday. I took today and tomorrow off. The plan was to sleep in and have a quiet day leading to rehearsal. Reality was a little face in mine at 5:30 am. I get to be on stage – I get to wear make up. By seven she had been sent to her room twice and the day was looming long and dark. An excited Dori just seems to get in so much trouble. Faced with a day of anxious excitement I made an executive decision. We loaded up some towels, threw on a suit and headed to the beach. It was a great. The sand, waves and sun soothed her soul and distracted her from the evening ahead. A nap in the car on the way home was just enough to get us through the four hours of rehearsal.
I prepare for big events by taking it easy. Reading a book, watching TV, maybe taking a little nap. Dori runs on a different wave length. New things, exciting events, these equal overstimulation in Dori’s life. Her ability to regulate disappears and my three-year old turns into a maniac, swinging between floods of tears, raging anger and hysterical laughter. The beach provide a great release for Dori. The sand and water sooth her senses and she relaxes. Going to the beach may not be the obvious choice before a busy weekend, but for my little summer sprite is was the perfect distraction.