This afternoon the boy's school had a Winter Gala. Although it sounds very grand, it was really just a little pretzel & juice party followed by each class singing a song.
These kids practiced for weeks. The stage was set...anticipation was high...and when the 2 year olds came out there was one little boy crying through the whole song. We found it to be hysterical, but one man in front of Phil literally said "I wonder who his parents are" and someone next to me said "That poor kid is ruining the other people's videos."
Chillax people, it's preschool.
As we were packing up to leave, Cole was belting out Frosty The Snowman and doing a little dance - he even went up to the stage and put on a solo performance. Just further proof that he chooses to live life on his own terms...
Ry's performance was much less dramatic (his class is at that great age of total compliance) but I figured it's blogworthy nonetheless:
I know this is just a taste of what we have to look forward to - we have many years ahead of us filled with concerts, games, and performances. Hopefully we'll lean more towards the laughter than the tears!
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