And with it cooler weather. A few days clear down in the 50's and nights close to freezing. Brrrrr.
We missed the ward Christmas party because we were at Dave's work party. We thought the boys might enjoy a nice dinner and meeting Dad's coworkers. Oops. Not so much.
They did however, immensely enjoy us winning and IPOD touch in the raffle.
Next came the classic school music concert. Elementary school music concert.
Just the thought of 6th grade string, brass, and wind instruments conjured in me apprehension.
Luckily Seth plays percussion, all kinds of drums, and banging things, so at least his portion had less chance of sounding like cats and seals performing in pain. Sorry Seth.
So I got to the school a little late, secretly ecstatic that I'd missed the 5th grade orchestra.
With my best effort I enjoyed the mixed grade chorus. And only when the last song had 12 verses, did I get impatient.
Then much to my wondering ears did appear but the 6th grade orchestra that wasn't half bad.
I moved to an ideal photo and filming location in the roasting gym.
And really I found my self thoroughly enjoying the performance. Seth was good. His neighboring percussionist were good too.
Their little drum sticks were in perfect rythm. Way to go Seth.
Wow!
Look at my sweetie go!
Listen to how well they play the beat.
What a charming version of "The Night Before Christmas" with lots of colorful sounds representing each section.
By the end, I was beaming. A very proud mommy.
And apparently it showed.
The Olsens, who live nearby, and also had a percussionist, said that they took a picture of ME during the performance.
What? Why?
Apparently the look of pride and joy on my face, watching my baby play, was priceless.
At first I was embarrassed, but I chose to squelch that and go with the moment.
It really as priceless. See for yourself: (he is the one closest to the camera)
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