How Now, Brown Cow?

Let me just say, it feels downright luxurious to sit down at the ole computer and type out a blog entry. All of my time recently has been taken up with physical therapy - 2+ hours, three times a week. It's great, don't get me wrong, and my back is feeling much better, but the sheer time suck is creating logistical issues for me. And as we all know, the blog suffers when there is not enough time.

We had plenty of time, however, yesterday to watch Scotty's spring program at his preschool. Preschool has been an interesting ball of wax -- from the new schedule, to the homework (yes, homework at age 3), to learning how to socialize with your peers (Mommy has learned quite a bit, too). And yesterday, after months and months of hard work, we sat down to a riveting performance titled "Cows of Characters."

Next stop: Broadway.

I'll be honest, Preschool B looked a little worse for wear as they entered stage right. Apparently, one kid started crying right before they walked on "stage" (I use that term loosely, since the show was held on the gym floor), which in turn, triggered tears from the rest of them. I could tell by Scotty's taunt jaw and staunch gaze he was not a happy cow.

The little girl next to him was struggling with her headband. Scott was dead-eyed, trying to wish himself out of this wretched gymnasium. There were a lot of nerves and a few cases of "the sillies."

He flashed the camera a fake smile. I'm queen of the polite smile, so I recognize one when I see one. This is Scotty saying, "I'm showing my teeth and looking at you, but I don't really mean it." Marley had finally fixed her headband and the other children were warming up slowly.

Oh no! Headband down!

It's back up! And we are lookin' good.

By the third song, Scott started to finally shake his little hips and really got into it. I can't say the same for the other two kids who wailed in the back for the duration of the entire show (oh, those poor parents), but that will make an endearing story when they are older.

We were treated to several songs, including "A-E-I-O-Mooo!" and "The Island of Ber-mooo-da." There was a song about ice cream scoops but I had trouble understanding the words. The children were clearly coached to project their voices, and when 60+ 3- and 4-year olds are all screaming words at you, it's really tough to recognize anything as the English language. Still, adorable.

Scotty's beloved baby-sitter Sierra graciously attended. I thought Scotty's little blond head was going to pop off from sheer joy. We all love Sie-va-va.

Speaking of heads popping off, Brian and I grinned like fools. You would have thought the kid just completed a soliloquy of Chaucer's "The Canterbury Tales." Nope, no Aprill shoures soote...just some silly cow jokes and we can barely hold back the tears.

Scott had a chance to take a few pics with his leading ladies. Here, he and Kate (yes, the Kate) mug for the camera.

And his other bestie, Ilyana. He likes to say she has "rings" in her hair.

And finally, he got to take a picture with his main gal, his teacher Mrs. G. It's been such a fun, exciting, roller coaster of a year. Nothing quite like your first year of school, ever!

So there you have it: Cows of Character -- it was udderly entertaining.