'Tis the season to be sitting in the auditorium, watching all the young'uns up there on the stage, singing their little hearts out. It's the Boy's first Christmas concert. Mine too... as a parent. The thing I realized was that even though there were about four different grades that were singing their songs, they all sing with a single voice. Close your eyes for any of them and it almost sounds like a Peanuts special.
So the Boy was magnificent. Not shy at all and singing his little heart out. I asked him if he was nervous, all those hundreds of parents and family filling the gymnasium, but no, no stage fright at all.
We're driving home and it's late. Way past his bed time. It's a nice drive home from the school past all the houses gaily festooned with brilliant and beautiful Christmas lights. Suddenly he pipes up from the back seat.
Boy: I'm really thristy. Can we stop at a bar?
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