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.
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.