This. This was my day.
I did get stuff done. Not much. But the kids are all alive and fed and got to school, activities, friends and work. So there’s that. And I got a short nap with the youngest. She fought it, I didn’t. It was nice. I didn’t eat Oreos though.
I went to my son’s choir and band concert that night as well. I do like going. They are very good. They won seven first place trophies last weekend on their band tour. I am proud of them. They even made it on the news in Utah while singing in the capitol building.
The junior high concert is Wednesday. Alex will be going to that one while I stay home with the kids. Maybe I’ll make Michael babysit while I go with Alex. That’s a better plan.
My daughter plays the saxophone and the teacher needs someone to play the oboe. My daughter volunteered to switch instruments for next year. The main reason is so that she doesn’t have to carry the heavy saxophone. But as the jazz band played last night she was regretting her decision because the oboe isn’t in the jazz band. I asked her why she wanted to play jazz. “Did you hear that music?! It was amazing!” Then the symphonic band played and the girl who played an awesome saxophone solo was then playing the clarinet. My daughter’s face when she realized she could do both was priceless. If anyone can do it, she can.
I watched all the kids playing such beautiful and fun songs and I thought how much they had accomplished. I’d seen a lot of those kids since they were in kindergarten and younger and now they are all growing up. It is fun to watch.
With eight kids, I’ll be going to concerts and games and programs for years to come. I look forward to every minute of it.