Lucy and Henry had a very special performance at their preschool. They practiced for weeks.
The big night arrived . . .Lucy sang her heart out. She smiled and did all the motions. We were so proud!
Henry, on the other hand . . . not so much.
We knew from the shrieks off stage that it was not going to go well.
I ended up combat crawling my way up to the front and holding his hand to keep him on stage.
And I loved every minute of it.