Thursday, December 20, 2012

Christmas program...

It has been a week.  It started out with a great Sunday at my parents, sledding, laughing, lots of hugs and giggles.  Monday night was the kid's Christmas program.
 
I have to admit I did worry some this weekend, and especially Monday, about the Christmas program.  Last year with all that stuff with Nathan going on -- I have to say I was so distraught when he got up there to sing and kept walking around and didn't sing his songs.  He had just turned 4.  I don't know why I cared.  Well, I do know why, because his hyperactive overanalyzing nutty "teachers" made irritating comments to me everyday. 
 
But this year before the singing, they did a slideshow with pictures of the kids and played the song "Let them be little" and I teared up.  And you know what?  The boys did GREAT. 
 
I can remember when you fit in the palm of my hand
Felt so good in it, no bigger than a minute
How it amazes me, you're changing with every blink
Faster than a flower blooms they grow up all too soon
 
 
So let them be little 'cause they're only that way for a while
Give them hope, give them praise, give them love every day
Let them cry, let them giggle, let them sleep in the middle
Oh just let them be little

 
I've never felt so much in one little tender touch
I live for those kisses, prayers and your wishes
Now that you're teaching me things only a child can see
Every night while we're on our knees all I ask is please


Let them be little 'cause they're only that way for a while
Give them hope, give them praise, give them love every day
Let them cry, let them giggle, let them sleep in the middle
Oh just let them be little
 



So innocent, a precious soul, you turn around
It's time to let them go
 

So let them be little 'cause they're only that way for a while
Give them hope, give them praise, give them love every day
Let them cry, let them giggle, let them sleep in the middle
Oh just let them be little
 



Let them be little




Afterwards, we went to McDonalds, and I got them big cones.  You are only little once. 



I love this picture of my dad.  My dad loves McDonalds.  He never complains about it.  He just has always loved it -- and this picture captures it! 

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