What time is it? Why its time to procrastinate avoid all that grading. ( I am making good progress. ) So Harry's Christmas concert was a disaster on my part. Harry did fine. I left the house early enough to arrive a bit early, but not too close to the start. I knew Aidan was going to be a handful, so I did not want there to be too much time for him to decide it was fine time to melt down. I brought some trains just in case. When I arrive it is standing room only. I was lucky enough to find a seat - waaaay in the back in the middle of a row. Parents were standing in the aisles, in the back - it was a full house. Then the teachers asked that the parents not stand in the aisles since the children would be entering from that direction. Anyway, eventually in marched all 90 kindergarteners. I could not tell if they entered from both sides of the gym, but I completely missed Harry's entrance, and then when all 90 kindergarteners arrived - the teachers sat them down in front of the stage. There were all of 5 older kids on the stage. So this meant I could see NOTHING. This is not including the chaos that Aidan can bring to most situations. Once they started singing, I was able to scoot to the front of the row, and I tried and tried in vain to spy Harry. I searched all 90 little faces until finally there he was! I have about 30 seconds of bumpy video that looks like I am about to prove the existence of Bigfoot. Then Aidan made a dash for the stage. You can only imagine how it went from there.
I collected Aidan and left. We waited in the Foyer with the other moms with impossible toddlers and waited for the show to end. I was very miffed at the whole situation. Not just Aidan being a pain in the ass - but the poor planning of the event. Then I started to wonder - for who is this for, is this for my benefit or Harry's or both? A piece of theatre without an audience is not really theatre is it?
When he does Shakespeare, I will book well in advance and leave Aidan with some kind strangers.
Three Years
5 months ago
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Frustrating, isn't it? Abby's summer theater class had single level seating (not theater style seating) so we could see NOTHING. Katie started screaming, so Chris "watched" from the hall. At Sarah's pre-K program this week, Katie slept on my lap while I tried to tape. Then, I encountered major technical difficulties--the fully-charged battery died after one song and the digital camera only held three images. I'm so sad I don't have video of her last preschool program. Anyway, school programs are exciting for the kids and exhausting for the parents. Sarah was heart broken that I didn't have more video--and watched the song I did tape over and over and over again yesterday.
"about 30 seconds of bumpy video that looks like I am about to prove the existence of Bigfoot."
Great line! Cool story.
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