Proud Dad

Last night Nathan performed in his first school play. Ok, it was not a play, but more of a pageant as the school called it. I ofcourse had my video camera ready to go. I was all warmed up had it on and started taking practice shots of the auditorium, ok it was not an auditorium, but more like a nice size room (its a daycare, not a high school). The first group of 1's come out. Some walked, others were carried, but everyone got to see the littliest of the bunch. Then came out the 2's, Nathan's group. They were decked out in snowflake hats of white and blue. They walked from the back, down the center of the isle and up to the micro stage. Nathan was the last of the bunch and had to be redirected. He saw Mom and I and wanted to see us, but his teachers directed him to the stage. Eventually, with little help, they got him and the rest of the children up on stage. Some kids started to cry but not Nathan, not yet anyway. They sang their first song. It was "Happy Holidays" in the tune of Happy Birthday. We were wondering why Nathan was singing Happy Birthday the previous 3 dinners at home. Any way most of the children were singing, including Nathan. He was watching the teacher, following along with the hand movements and singing. The second and last portion of their show was concluded with a song about snow flakes falling. It was sooo cute. Nathan was singing and into it. He also performed his couple of coreographed moves perfectly. One was spinning around like a snowflake. It was cool to see him do it with and possibly earlier than the other children. The other move was to fall down. He crouched just like all of the other kids. I was just so impressed with the singing and moves in general for early 2 year olds. To think that a year ago or so Nathan could not follow along at the library for Wheels on the Bus, and now him and other children are following directions for this little pageant. I was just so proud of him. After their performance, the children walked down the center isle between the chairs to head back to the classroom. Nathan eventually saw us standing in the back and passed us by. He then started crying because there were so many parents towering above him in the back of the crowd on the way to the classroom. So full of tears, I picked him up, rounded up mommy. On the way out we stopped at the refreshement area, got Nathan some coke and a pizza snack and left. Needless to say, I have never been prouder of anything else in my life.