It's a rough life--isn't it?

That's something I heard a lot of as a child. Daddy would follow it with "well, it gets worse". That's an uplifting message to give a child I suppose, but it does help me remember that as sad and pathetic as my little quivering lip may seem, there are plenty of others who have a lot worst.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Jingle Bells

Anna had her first program the other night. It was the most precious thing, she and the other kids mostly forgot what they were supposed to be doing until they were prompted by thier teachers, but there wasn't a "MAMA!" to be heard from the stage. I was so proud. I was trying to remember the first programs of my other children and realized I could not. My experiences with my Anna is so much different from my experience with Robert & Amanda. To begin with, I was home with them full time until Robert was 3 and Amanda was 2. So, I guess neither of them were on any stages until way after that. After I had no choice but to go to work, they were in a home setting for a couple of years and then they were pretty close to going to school.

Robert's first program was in Kindergarten. They sang "Down by the Bay". We had gone to Seaworld on vacation that summer and he had a Shamu float. He had such a hard time keeping the little float up, and kindergarteners are just the cutest things! Everything is sooo serious for them. Robert got a certificate for perfect attendance for the year at that event. If he read this he'd be surprised I remember, because I would be he does not.

Amanda's was also in Kindergarten. I don't remember anythign about it, except that the principal came in and asked the children what they wanted to be when they grew up. The little girls wanted to be nurses and teachers by and large and the boys wanted to be firemen mostly. But not my Amanda, she had serious goals. She wanted to be President. She'll be 35 in 2020 and so any presidential year after that, look for the name, Amanda Wade. Hopefully, by then the country will not be as afraid of strong minded women who have a brain and know what to do with it.

But in the meantime, I'll have my little 47 second video of my little surprise package shaking her little arms with bells on them and shaking her little bell. And look at that little angelic smile. That one was for Daddy, mommy got arms up and Ma Ma. Fortunately, the teachers are very good at peeling unwilling little girls off their mommies without bringing about any tears.