IN WHICH I AM MOMENTARILY FAMOUSER THAN NOODLE'S CLASSMATE'S FAMOUS PARENT

I stepped in for Memere to take Noodle to dance class recently, which was a treat because my afternoon news work and Noodle's class usually coincide - but this time I was able to make the juggle work, and let me tell you that there are few things that will overload your cute circuits more than a dozen four-year-olds taking dance lessons. And few things that overload my I'm-hot-stuff circuts more than one of the other parents recognizing me from the radio, but not recognizing the world-renowned performer who was standing next to me doing their own daughter-watching.