We had a meltdown at church on Sunday. Jonathan and Cole are in the children’s handbell choir. They have performed twice before and both times Cole has succeeded in stealing the show. Usually with a huge grin from ear to ear he rings his bells with elaborate gusto and vigor. This generally results in a mild uproar from the congregation.
Unlike the other two performances, this time we were prepared—digital camera, front row—I told David to get a good video clip . . . what great material to someday use at his high school graduation party, or maybe his wedding reception . . . David generally just deals with me and quietly says something about getting my medications adjusted. (I’m not actually on any medications, unless you count prenatal vitamins.)
On this particular morning there were only two yellow bells—Cole’s absolutely favorite color. Due to the recent growth in our handbell choir, he had to give one bell to another little girl who shares his taste for yellow. The expression captured in this picture was the unfortunate result . . . it lasted during the entire performance. Little pouty, once again, stole the show.
3 comments:
Beth- you are such a good writer. I love reading your posts. This is just the cutest story.
I love this picture, he is so cute!
It's so great how you never have to wonder what a child that age is feeling... they don't know how to hide it yet... so cute
Thank you so much for your encouragement...it's been a rough 3 months...maybe we will hit a new season soon.
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