Last night I attended a two hour long grade school talent show with my 7-year-old. Correction: It was actually two hours and 20 minutes. Not that I was looking at the clock constantly or counting how many acts were left out of the 33 total acts.
There were some that truly were amazing, such as the 1st grader who I’m pretty sure plays the piano better than I do (and I’ve been playing since I was 5). But most of the acts were tone deaf or nearly tone deaf children singing along with CD’s. Last year when my kids were performing, I made my mom come and when she heard one of the particularly awful songs, she leaned over and whispered to me, “If you sang like that, I would have drowned you.” I think it was the unrecognizable Hannah Montana impersonation.
My son danced with his class (to Greased Lightning, which was pretty entertaining) and I was accompanying a young girl who sang “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”. She did a lovely job.
Anyway, my point? After sitting through what felt like a long episode of the beginning stages of American Idol, only not quite as amusing, I decided that my son and I deserved a trip to Baskin Robbins. We had fun talking about which parts were our favorites, but I also asked him what he hoped to do when school got out. I was expecting him to say that he wanted to play Xbox, or go to the Great Wolf Lodge, watch movies, etc. I was so pleased when he said, “Spend time with family.”
I said, “School gets out this Wednesday and it’s a half day. Is there anything special you want to do?” He said, “Oh, it gets out that soon?” “Yes.” “Then I’ll get to spend more time with family soon!”
I thought that was the sweetest thing. Thank you, long school talent show for the inspiration to do something special with my son. I might have missed that delightful conversation otherwise. I’m so grateful to hear that my son loves our family so much.
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