Peter Rabbit, Peter Rabbit

Today was the big play! Grace was one of the narrators for her kindergarten class play. She has been practicing for about a month. Everyday she would say, I need to remember to slow down and speak clearly. She did a great job, even if the microphone wasn't working optimally. She not only knew her part but everyone elses too. She could have directed, acted and narrated the whole thing today. She even physically moved someone during the play. She is such her mother's child, a perfectionist to the end. She was jumping for joy with excitement when she saw Mommy, Grandma, Lily and then Daddy and Papa. She made sure to smile for all the cameras and got in some good hugs with her friends. Her first question upon opening her eyes this morning was "Mommy what if I get stage fright?" (Um, you have been stage a bazillion times for dance recitals, preschool performances and put on shows with your best friend down the street daily....)"You won't sweetie, you will do great." "Ok, can I watch tv?"(crisis averted)

The next crisis was over the required dress for the play. Her teacher got the blame for this one. me - "Grace, you have to wear the kakhi pants that we borrowed from your best friend and the white shirt, your teacher even wrote it on the homework."

grace- "I don't like wearing pants, they make me itch"(I'm thinking of another word that rhymes with itch but starts with a b)

me - "Ok wear the pants and the shirt and you can wear this cute sweater over it and take it off to put on the special shirt that you made for the play."

grace - "Can I put it back on after the play?"

me- "Yes" grace- "ok"

(This is pretty much every morning after Grace gets up, a battle to the door over clothes, food, lunch, and anything else she can whine about.)

Daddy was nervous for her. She did great, smiled, sang, spoke clearly for the most part. I know this is probably the first of many performances for Grace. I am so glad that she is happy in Kindergarten, she loves learning, reading and math. It is hard to believe that in two short months that she will be graduating to first grade. I hope she continues to love school and make great friendships.