'Tis the season, and the children's program at the Ross University Preparatory school really helped welcome in the holiday season! Ms. Autumn spent hours and hours helping the children prepare a beautiful holiday program, which both of my angels participated in. Of course, it was a collaborative effort involving all of the RUPS staff, and Ms. Bethany playing the piano. They were fantastic!
The program started out with a skit by the older children, which unfortunately I did not get to pay attention to, for as I turned my camera on I realized that the girls had filled up my memory card! I sat erasing photo after photo of toys and blurs of their room and their posters, and even several shots of half of each others faces. By the time I got enough shots erased to take some video they were coming out 'on stage'.
Out the younger children came, each with a paper letter that spelled the words "Happy Holidays" and said, shouted, squeaked or clearly pronounced a little statement regarding their letters. As they formed their lines, my youngest looked at the half of the room we were not sitting in, and said "Hi Mom!" and waved at all those parents. They (the parents) of course started laughing, knowing that I was sitting in the other direction. People also highly enjoyed my oldest's articulate and animated statement regarding her letter.
The children continued with their program, singing their renditions of Jingle Bell Rock and Happy Holiday. Again, my youngest disrupted by waving and saying "Hi" throughout the songs, and even left the program to come give me and her Daddy a kiss in the middle of the program!
Several parents commented on how she 'stole the show' and how entertaining she was.
We decided to reward my husband's poor performance on the Physiology Shelf exam by eating out at Subway, a rare (and expensive) treat for us. The girls were being children and I was trying to keep them in check while standing in line and exchanging pleasantries with the rest of the que, when suddenly I realized that the youngest had climbed onto the soda machine counter and was prepared to start dispensing drinks into the drain.
Oh, my little drama queen. How I love her, even when she adds such disorder to my life!
I wonder where in the world they get their fun-loving and fancy free spirits from? ;)
The program started out with a skit by the older children, which unfortunately I did not get to pay attention to, for as I turned my camera on I realized that the girls had filled up my memory card! I sat erasing photo after photo of toys and blurs of their room and their posters, and even several shots of half of each others faces. By the time I got enough shots erased to take some video they were coming out 'on stage'.
Out the younger children came, each with a paper letter that spelled the words "Happy Holidays" and said, shouted, squeaked or clearly pronounced a little statement regarding their letters. As they formed their lines, my youngest looked at the half of the room we were not sitting in, and said "Hi Mom!" and waved at all those parents. They (the parents) of course started laughing, knowing that I was sitting in the other direction. People also highly enjoyed my oldest's articulate and animated statement regarding her letter.
The children continued with their program, singing their renditions of Jingle Bell Rock and Happy Holiday. Again, my youngest disrupted by waving and saying "Hi" throughout the songs, and even left the program to come give me and her Daddy a kiss in the middle of the program!
Several parents commented on how she 'stole the show' and how entertaining she was.
We decided to reward my husband's poor performance on the Physiology Shelf exam by eating out at Subway, a rare (and expensive) treat for us. The girls were being children and I was trying to keep them in check while standing in line and exchanging pleasantries with the rest of the que, when suddenly I realized that the youngest had climbed onto the soda machine counter and was prepared to start dispensing drinks into the drain.
Oh, my little drama queen. How I love her, even when she adds such disorder to my life!
I wonder where in the world they get their fun-loving and fancy free spirits from? ;)
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