Sadie's First Time on Stage

I just loved seeing my little girl up there, dressed all in black and red in the spirit of the season.  I got to feel a sense of pride I've never fully known until today.  She could have stood of there and stared like a zombie, she could of waved her hands in the air like a wild child, she could have cried her eyes out, it wouldn't have mattered.  That's my girl up there.  I was so proud.  If she only knew.  One things for sure.  She loved being up on that stage.  I loved watching her watch the teacher and do all the motions, so calm and relaxed like no one was watching, definitely not like there were 300 people looking her way.  I wish I could have heard her sweet little voice over the annoying sing-along song-leader on the CD.  I wanted to wave frantically to get her attention as if to say, "I'm over here, Sweetie!"  But I knew that if I did happen to catch her eye, she might not remember to perform at all, and I wanted to see her in action.  It was a proud moment for me today.  Especially when she yelled out, "Jesus!" when asked who the baby boy was.  That was my favorite.  That's my girl!