Tonight the big kids were in our church’s production of the Christmas story. I had to get it all second hand, but Matt got some good recordings and a few pictures. Keeley was an angel. Brennan was Mary. They let Keeley have a microphone a few times and Brennan ran giggling up and down the aisle saying ‘daddy’. I got a facebook message from our preacher telling me she was laughing–during the performance–you know, as we yet again think ‘wow, aren’t kids fun and completely embarrassing at once?!?’–It’s all pretty priceless and I laughed and cried watching it once they got home. Nothing like the old time story being told again through VERY joyous, if not always melodious tones of a 5 year old, and the unpredictable nature of toddler-hood. One person commented that our girls always ‘steal the show’… true, true. Definitely not a personality trait they got from me–but if it blessed ONE person (other than me) then it was worth it.
