Drama-rama!

Going through the pictures on my computer last week, I discovered this little gem of a video taken when Kasia was only a few months old. It illustrates my next point perfectly.


My daughter is a drama queen.


Why? How did it happen? Maybe it's the wonky chromosome - could that additional genetic material contain extra drama?? Was it all that ABBA I listened to while I was pregnant? Sparkly jumpsuits are rather dramatic and so is that line, "can you hear the drums Fernando?" Did I watch too much Entertainment Tonight? Did the voice of Mary Hart somehow pass into my womb and inject theatrics into my beloved fetus? Could it have been the California salads I craved while pregnant? Was there more to them than their yummy raisins, nuts and mandarin dressing? Something else that not only nourished my child but also imparted her with a dash of Hollywood melodrama?

No matter where it came from, one thing is certain: Kasia has been overly dramatic from the very beginning and injects a certain flair into everything she does. She's been called a card, a ham, a clown and a prima donna - none of which even come close to touching on how completely dramatic she can be.


And there is no better evidence of it than the following video. Whenever I need a good laugh, I go back and watch it. Please forgive my dorky voice and cackling laughter and the fact that I let her cry just a little too long before turning off the camera!