Ya Ya’s Kids Choir

Ya Ya’s Kids Choir had their program last night at church.  It was fantastic.  Ya Ya was especially excited about it this year, and the play was super neat, and so well done.  I hesitate to even write this because it’s just going to break Grandma Robbie’s heart into tiny pieces, but this was the first time that Ya Ya really, really asked to have one of the grandmas come to watch her do something, or Auntie Dot, or Auntie Amy.  We invited our friends up the street, but they were busy, and she was just so sad, “Isn’t there SOMEONE that we could invite to come and see it?”  I felt so, so bad.

But the church was packed with parents and siblings, and friends and grandparents and people from church.  We all had a good time watching.  There were some really, really funny parts, and Mr. SP and The Banana were transfixed.  At one point Mr. SP had an extremely LOUD case of the giggles at his favorite part in the play.  He was just laughing and laughing because he knew what was coming next, and at one point he looked at Greg and moderately loudly said, “Why isn’t anyone else laughing?  This is so funny!”  Which of course made everyone near us burst out laughing because he was just having such a good time.

There were lots of little people singing solos.  They all did great!  Ya Ya also sang a solo.  She had been kind of worried about it.  It was tricky (mostly because it was just really too low for a young voice)  but it turned out great because she happened to catch a bit of a cold, and last night the low notes came out beautifully.  People who know that I sing, and actually there aren’t that many people that know that here, often ask if I teach her.  I do NOT.  She does it all by herself.  Sometimes she’ll ask me a question, which I’m happy to answer, but I carefully and wisely maintain my distance.  Your voice is so much of who you were created to be.  Your mother definitely should not be the person providing advice about it.  So, I was very proud.  She sounded beautiful.  Our babysitter, Mysie, was even so thoughtful to give her flowers after the program, which was really fun.

One Comment

  • Gramma Robbie

    Your right, my heart is breaking that I wasn’t there. Next time please, please let me know ahead of time, maybe I could have gotten off work,and made a fast trip. I keep telling Grandpa Ron that I should quit my job so I can run to see the kids and do all the other things that should be done. He never gives me an answer. Tell her how much I love her.

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