A Proud Moment

We went to my son's end of the year school play. "High School Musical" performed by a bunch of 5th graders - figure that one out.

If one were judging from a performance and artistic standpoint, it was an absolute train wreck. There was about a 5 minute pause between every scene making a 30 minute production an hour plus. The sound technician (probably a teacher who got suckered into it) left her technical skills at home and the lighting person kept missing their cues.

From a parental standpoint, however, it was priceless. The highlight of the evening was my son doing the worm all the way across the stage. What a talented kid...his daringness he gets from me, his dance moves and whit he inherited from his mother.

I really love watching my kids perform; their personalities shining in the way God wants them to shine. He was so proud of himself, and his mother and I were extremely proud of him as well.

He's also learning to milk these events for all they're worth. We went to Chilis afterwards and he asked if he could get a soda (we usually limit ourselves to water...I know, I know, what a cheapskate. However, if you order water when you go out, you can afford to go out more often...that's another post). I said no, and he responded in a passionate and kind of whiny way..."but tonight is a special occasion." The apple doesn't fall far from the tree...he got his soda.