Today was Macey’s Thanksgiving show at pre-school. The kids dressed up, sang songs and a few had lines to read. Macey had hers memorized but I really didn’t know how she would do because she can be shy at times. She nailed her line nice and loud! (the photo was shot during her line) I was proud, and I cried. (I don’t think anyone saw! :)
Then there is a part in the show where the kids growl like bears. It scares her. When that part came Alice and I watched her face and you could tell she was fighting the fear as best she could. All we could do was smile and nod so she knew it was ok. She did her best but the tears came. Mrs. Pam scooped her up gave her a big hug and held her until she calmed down. I cried. Then she went back to her spot and finished the show as one of the loudest singers, with a smile. She didn’t quit! I cried again. I really don’t know why I get so emotional about my kids. Of course I love them. More then life itself. I think part of it is I want the best for them and to have a happy childhood but I often question if I’m a good dad or not. There is a country song that says, “When tough little boys grow up to be dads they turn into big babies again!” I guess I can just do my best and never quit. Just like Macey! –
