It was glorious. There were shepherds, a manger, baby Jesus, and angels. There were misbehaving kids, random outbursts, and a wayward sheep that kept the hour-long show hoppin’. It was everything I had hoped for.
Ellie was told to wear white because she was going to be an angel and when we arrived she slipped on her angelic pillow case with arm and head hole cutouts with the other little kids. And then spent the whole program wrestling with the garland-trimmed neck. I’m sure it was itchy and uncomfortable. Again, everything a Christmas program should be.
Ellie is one of three kids in her “Rising Three’s” class. Basically two-year-olds that aren’t old enough to be in the preschool so Mrs. Patrice just made a special class for them. That Mrs. Patrice is a good egg.