Mia's life can be summed up in one word: theater.
That's it. That's all she cares about. She doesn't care if she is the lead, the ensemble, or the toilet cleaner. The kid loves it. This show, in particular, has had a lasting impact on her. The story was very emotional and she spent her entire winter with these wonderful, interesting, exciting people. It makes coming back home to boring ole' Locust Lane all the more devastating. She hasn't stopped crying since Sunday.
Mia also learned to text.
She's currently at home learning to not text.
I prayed that Mia would find her passion.
And now I just pray that she doesn't major in it in college.