In the past, children have been allowed to participate as "props," but it got too complicated. One woman's son was home from Iraq and he, dressed, in his uniform, handed her, her rose. Now, they have policeman for one scene, firemen for another, and some of the doctors who have treated us for another. Each scene is different, though, so mine is the only one to get a rose. It is fun, and I am sitting with all my production "notes," trying to remember what is mine to do, in this moment, since it also continues to change, as new ideas come.
This is certainly a labor of tons of love. The logistics are astonishing, and it is all getting done. Happy relaxing Saturday!!