Today was the big day for both girls to be in the Christmas show at the preschool. My sister, who lives in New York, had a layover in San Diego near where my parents live so she asked if they'd want to pick her up and drive up to watch the show and then bring her back to Downtown San Diego so she could be at work bright and early the next morning. They agreed so it was the first time my kids have had so much family at one of their Christmas shows. It was really neat.
Leading up to this big night they practice in the church across the street several times over a couple of weeks time. It's all very exciting because they get to ride in buses back across the street to school when the practice is done. The kids love it. On the big night everyone is in costume, from angels, to shepherds, wise men, Mary, Joseph (and a pretend baby Jesus), a drummer boy and girl, the star.. you name it, they've got it. It's a sort of organized chaos, but it all comes together. They run a slideshow of pictures of all the kids in the beginning, before the singing and story telling begin. It always brings tears to my eyes. I can't tell you why really. It's something about feeling like a mom at a Christmas show for one of my little ones. The very first one when my son was in the youngest class I totally teared up at the fact that I was officially a mom ... and still it happens every time. Of course it's also the sweet music they put to the slide show. I guess it's symbolic to me of their "littleness" and the fact that they're on the road to growing up. They're not afraid to go up on that big stage in front of so many people.
Ava's class were shepherds. She was so adorable with her patent leather shoes and frilly socks poking out. She was so brave and sang most everything. She's in the oldest class so they're on stage the longest. She was a major trooper standing up most of the time. In her class today the teachers asked the kids what their favorite part of last night was. Her answer was going up on stage. She is by nature more reserved and shy, so I was happily surprised to hear she enjoyed it.
The roses I brought for her afterwards made her beam. I could tell she felt so proud and I was proud of her.
You can see it in her eyes.. oh and big brother Jackson was so proud of them too. I was truly impressed by how sweet and nurturing he was to them. As a big brother there are moments where he taunts and doesn't always speak words of kindness, but tonight he was so encouraging. It made me smile.
Ok.. I'm jumping around a bit, but there were so many pictures I wanted to explain. Now onto the youngest classes. They are the farm animals at the stable. Audrey was a little cow. The youngest classes walk in singing Happy Birthday to Jesus. It's so adorable and doesn't matter if they aren't all singing. Everyone thinks they're so cute in their costumes. Audrey was singing and doing the moves, but being in the top row of her group she realized she could turn around and watch the show. In fact she had a pretty good vantage point of everything so that's what she did most of the time she was up there. You can see her on the right hand side of the picture in the front.... see the back of the black and white cow.
I was just glad she wasn't crying or having a fit and that she was calmly sitting up there soaking everything in. I think the fact that this was the first time the lights were on and everyone was in costume was exciting to her. She was enjoying it right along with all of us parents.
I had Jackson deliver the roses to her after the show. She also felt so special and was such a proud little cow.
Mommy sighed a sigh of relief with the second and final show wrapped. Now the extra rehearsals and making sure everyone had the right clothes and were fed and bathed early for the late nights were done. One more day of school left with holiday parties and then we have a two week break with no rushing around anywhere!
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