My Little Angel

Today Matt had his preschool Christmas program; it was very cute. I love watching these programs because the children are so unpredictable. They're waving from the stage, picking noses, poking each other, or just crying. My favorite are the kids who know their parts really well and are hamming it up and yelling their lines.

Matt's class dressed up as angels and performed toward the end. I can't tell you what they did because it was so fast and I was too concerned with taking a picture. As they performed, you could see the kids figuring out that their parents were in the audience by the look on their faces. Once they were finished and sat back down, you could hear a crying chorus of I want my mommy or I want my daddy. That was pretty funny.

From what I could see of Matt, he just stood there and looked around all big-eyed. He did really well until the end, when his class walked by our row and he saw Grandma. He wanted to come sit with us and when I said no, the tears began to flow.

Afterwards, everyone went back to their kid's class and had cookies and punch. Imagine being in a room with around 15 two year olds and their parents. It was quite entertaining. The boy sitting next to Matt would randomly shout no and finally Matt had to join in. It was like they were having a no war. I was so proud.

It was a great morning. I'm still wrestling with the thought of my child being old enough to be in a program. You all would have been very proud of me because I did not cry. I thought I was going to get all teary eyed, but I held it together.