I can't think of a more joyful noise than children singing -- and playing -- Christmas music. It takes me back to childhood when we would listen to the Children's Christmas album on the record player over and over again. No matter how many times it skipped.
Tonight we got to hear the real thing at the Assumption Middle School Christmas concert.
On the way out the door, Carter casually mentions he has a solo tonight. Huh? What? Who?
Then he clarifies, "I have a solo with Olivia and Gena." OK, is this the time we point out solo is one person? Still, he was nervous. And therefore, Mom was nervous. And I was just relieved I had thought ahead to charge the battery for the video camera.
It was a really nice concert with a huge crowd. All middle school students are required to be in either band or choir. So basically, every middle school parent was in attendance, plus some grandparents -- including Grandpa Austin.
The choir went first. Every time we glanced at Carter sitting with the band, he was fidgeting and looking incredibly uncomfortable. He was messing with his eyes and face, which we later learned was a fuzzy contact situation but Dad and I thought it was Carter about to faint. So I was doubly nervous.
The non-solo "solo" was nothing to be nervous about. The percussion played in the background so he wasn't completely alone. But because it was a "tuba solo" you could really hear him playing his baritone (half tuba) for the part. Perfectly done. (But really wasn't something a non-parent would probably have noticed!)
Still, we celebrated with some Schwan's Andes Mint Pie. Because that's what we do in this house. Make note of the positives with sweet rewards that prompt us to make joyful noises of our own!
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