So Emma had her preschool Christmas program last week, and I’ll go ahead and tell you … I cried. Three times.
I blame it on the fetus.
Anyway, after she hid her face last year [I can't believe I didn't blog about it!!], I was worried that I would have to pull her off the stage again.
My mom and grandmother drove up from Georgia to see her, which was super exciting for all of us! We got there early and got good seats, and then the kids came marching in. I was right on the aisle, so I whispered, “Hey, Emma!” when she walked by, but she looked at me and gave me that, “Not now, Mom! I’m concentrating and walking and singing and being in a program!” look. Point taken.
And then she was on stage. And I got really nervous. That face? With the little smirk and the refusing to look around? I have seen that face. I know that face well. And I knew for sure that this would not end well.

But then the singing started, and you know what happened??
She sang!

She really really sang!
away in a manger, no crib for a bed

the little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head
the stars in the sky

looked down where He lay

the little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay.
And then she played the bells …

I’m telling you guys, I was as proud as I could possibly be for my girl. She was absolutely amazing!

I had to catch myself from running up on stage and hugging her.

SQUEEEEEEZE
So so proud of how much she has grown in a year. Of course, I would have been proud of her, no matter what, but she is really growing up into an amazing little girl.

And then Mema, her great-grandmother, gave her these flowers, which she has smelled and touched and talked about every single day since then.

So if I don’t get online before then, Merry Christmas from our family to yours!! I hope you all have a blessed holiday season.
xxxooo