Sunday, December 11, 2005
Christmas Program
So if there's anything that makes a Mom's hands sweat, it's seeing her children on stage, knowing she's invited all the family, and wondering what her pride and joy might do. I got off relatively well this year. Mallory was pretty sick, but read her scripture and sang her duet with very little trouble and a whole lot of poise. What a trooper. I thought Matthew's teachers knew that he was uneasy having lines and would rather do something that did not involve holding or speaking into a microphone. They did not, and after rehearsal yesterday, I got the "what-for" that Matthew didn't have his lines ready. Ready to fire back, I simply stated that Matthew's lines had been reassigned. Great restraint for me. Continuing her obvious rampage she decided that she must have given them to my completely unorganized husband. (Which he's not by any stretch of the imagination.) I remained cool and reminded her that my husband and I both agreed that Matthew would rather not have lines and that we didn't see any reason to make him speak in front of crowds when there were plenty of kids who would love to have the extra lines. This was going nowhere and she left me with what Matthew needed to memorize. Matthew's one of those kids who you just have no idea what to expect. If he's in that bashful mood, I was afraid he just might throw up. If he's in that ornery mood, he could really run with something just to see what he could actually get away with doing. As it turned out, he said his lines, stayed in line, and just plain did a fabulous job. Had a cute little crown and turned out to be a wise man and not the wise guy I was fearing. Morgan, on the other hand, well, if you know anything about my brother, you really know Morgan. He's usually pretty quiet, but that leads to being quite sneaky. He did pretty well... he and his friend Jacob (who happens to be the son of one of my best friends from high school... another thing I fear!) were pretty calm, but had me scared the whole time. They just looked ready to do something I'd regret. All went well for both services and the parents are quite proud. My knuckles should regain their color yet today.
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