In the mailbox today was a big, plump, promising looking envelope.  It was addressed to E, and contained the (very well padded) CD from his very first choral concert. *Sigh*.  No book.

The concert was very interesting.  Unfortunately, I could not see my kid during the grand finale.  A fine child, who I came to think of as Big Head Todd, completely obstructed my view.  I’m sure he is a very nice young man, but I wished he would move a itsy bit to the left or the right.  Luckily, during the enthusiastic, parent-filled standing O, he bent over in a “YES, we nailed it!” kind of fist pump, and I was finally able to see my star of the show.

yes, he moved