Talent Show

I’m still crying all the time. Last night we went to the talent show at Darla’s school and of course that didn’t help. Both she and Harry moved away from me and then kept glancing back and shaking their heads in disgust. But come on, this was at a performing arts school, not the regular kind where you keep checking your watch and have to bite your tongue from yelling, Next! These kids were amazing, and not in a slick show-off way but simple and sweet. There was the Michael Jackson song and dance and the song Beautiful (both pretty easy to mess up) and then there was the autistic kid who played Mozart on the cello and then yelled laughing for his mother to come take a bow with him. I don’t know how I made it.