We had the opportunity to see our first Christmas concert with one of our own kids in it last Thursday night. Jason did a small poem with the Kindergarten class, and his line was "Welcome". Then he "sang" in the choir with the K-5 kids. By "sing" I mean he stood there straight faced for 1/2 hour. Sometimes he pulled at his cheeks and eyes, sometimes he squinted into the lights, one time he waved at me, and one time he had a conversation with his buddy next to him. On the way home when I inquired why he wasn't singing he informed me. "I was singing quietly in my head!" It made a lot more sense then. HAHA.
Mary had her playschool Christmas party yesterday, and for the first time ever happily stayed in Santa's present, and EVEN had her picture taken with him! This was a real treat, since Santa usually sends Mary screaming and running (literally). Jonah was a different story. While he didn't scream, he also wasn't willing to give this scary man with a beard a chance, and took off running the first chance he got.
