Number One Son had his third grade winter vocal concert last night. He had lines to say and everything. He spoke them very well. I'm glad he got to stand in the front to deliver his lines, because that was the last time I saw him during the concert. As it turns out, we had chosen seats that lined Number One Son up directly behind his music director. When the kids finished a song, we got to glimpse our son while the conductor stepped aside to allow the choir to receive their applause. Then the beginning of the next song would bring us all back into hidden alignment.So since I didn't get to see much of N1S, my attention strayed to some of the other kids. One boy in particular was very entertaining. He stood on the end of one of the risers and didn't look at the music teacher once. Instead, he faced his parents directly in the audience and performed his own creative dance for each song complete with Jim Carrey type facial expressions. Even Sweet Pea noticed him and laughed out loud a few times. He wasn't too bad either. Very expressive and creative.
The concert turned out to be nice and short. Just long enough to enjoy what the kids had learned musically this year, and just short enough to avoid one of Sweet Pea's, 'I'm so bored' solos. Afterwards, we stayed to talk to N1S's music teacher and a few of his other teachers who were there. While Lady Di was talking, N1S sat down to a piano that was nearby and showed off for some of his friends.
We then went out for dessert to celebrate. The kids got sundaes and Lady Di and I split a piece of peanut butter pie. Of course, both kids asked for a taste. Sweet Pea's eyes got big after her taste and she said, "I've got to order that next time!"
Isn't it great when you can be inspired by music and peanut butter in the same night?
