Shelby had her Christmas program tonight at school. She was the star that hung over the stable where Jesus was born. She was thrilled about doing it because she loves being on stage in front of people. That child doesn't know a thing about stage fright. She was also excited about Nani, Papa, Auntie Lizzy, and Mimi being there to cheer her on! Her teacher told me that she is the best singer in the class so they decided to put the microphone right in front of her. I think at this point the "best singer" means "only kid who will sing really loud," but I'll take the compliment! I never told Bret about this, and when the kids walked on stage, Bret leaned over and said something to the effect of "I wonder if it was a good idea putting a microphone right in front of her." Just a few seconds later, exactly what he was worried about happened. She looked around the quiet room, saw that the teachers were busy getting everyone situated, and leaned into the microphone and said very fast "Hello everyone, my name is Shelby (I had to ask her later what it was that she said)." Then she giggled behind her hands and did it again! Yes, that is my Shelby!
And one funny story because I don't want to forget. Shelby's teacher was telling me that she got in a disagreement with a couple girls in her class because they were trying to tell her that Santa wasn't real. Mrs. Barbara said that Shelby wasn't budging on the idea that he was in fact real, and as the other girls became more and more upset about her not listening to them, she put her hands up and told them "I think you need to go home and talk to your moms about this." Sometimes I am grateful for her strong will! I was not prepared to be dealing with kids in kindergarten already not believing!
