Lizzy's school had their Christmas concert. Lizzy had been learning songs for weeks, and telling us all about getting ready for the show. She was so excited, and so was I! I mean, the "Christmas concert" is almost a cliche, a right of passage, a quintessential moment of school-days. Of course I was excited, but also nervous. I knew Pat would have to work late that night, and I was worried how to handle all the kids at the show. Thank goodness for Grandma and Papa! They came over early, helped get everybody fed, everyone dressed in their Christmas best, and miraculously, at church on time for the big show. Even Catherine put on her Christmas ruffles for the big event, and Peter begrudgingly donned his button down shirt. Lizzy looked adorable in the dress and tights that Pat had picked out for her. We made it through, pretty seamlessly! Maybe I will be able to handle this whole mother-of-three-kids thing after all.
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