For some reason, I expect my very verbal and charming toddler to suddenly have stage fright. I truly thought I would have to run up to the stage and dry his tears...rescue him...
Hundreds of parents staring at him...so what.
Can't see his Mommy...who cares!
But..It's the same little guy whose teachers pry loose from my legs each morning. The one, who shrieks so loudly, I can hear down the hallway as I rush to my car. Before I burst into tears myself.
No disappointment here...I was beaming with pride.
Jude did great too! I just expected him to be easy-going about it...just like he is with everything else.
It amazes me what these wonderful teachers accomplish with my baby boys.