Sometimes I felt like I was living in the movie Groundhog Day, but backstage at the Tony Awards. Every night the same show, with the words, “Wait, can I do that one more time,” coming from my daughter’s mouth as she pleaded for another do over. I was constantly working as the head of a million different departments. Set Design, Costumes, Music, Lighting, Directing... and then, of course, I was also the audience. You see, my daughter was a five-year-old ham who loved to dance, sing, act and perform something on a nightly basis in our living room.