


Anyway, despite P's love for everything song, she had some issues with concert.
The stage: "Everyone will be looking at me. I'll be embarrassed. I'm no match for that big stage!!!"
Her order line-up - kids were grouped by height, and P, who was in the 75th? or 90th? percentile for height as a newborn is now deemed a 'small' in her class. Kindergartners always view this as a put-down, as small equates to 'baby' in their minds. "I know I'm a medium, mommy! I was born to be a medium!"
Anyway, our girl pulled it together, wore her requisite red concert t-shirt with winter accessories and played a drum for the 'chinese new year' finale song. And so goes another tradition...
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Yes, Spencer somehow moved-up to the tall group. Not sure how that happened, but I did get a nice view of him.
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