Christmas is just about upon us and tomorrow is the last day of school for the year. That can only mean one thing. Recital Hell. We have been busy shopping for presents and getting ready for Father Christmas and Anna has been practicing for her school Christmas recital. Monday Sam and I went for our last time to this annual holiday rite. Next year Anna will be in Middle School and all the sweetness of childhood will be left behind.
The recital kept in the tradition we have come to know here in Italy, the event was disorganized, last minute, and torture to endure. The room was too small, there were no seats to sit on, and all the parents were crushing to get a photo or video of their kid's golden moment. Note me standing way in the back far from the throng. Our Anna... where was she? Safely in the back of the group singing backup for her classmates. When I was able to peek through the heads in the crowd I did see that Anna was enjoying herself. After all, she was sitting next to her best friend and talked the whole time. That is my Anna, never the one for the limelight.
Krista
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