Exciting Weekend

Last weekend was an exciting one for our family. Let's go back to Thursday, which technically isn't the weekend, but since the World's Greatest Husband's days off are Friday and Saturday, the weekend officially starts Thursday evening. Last fall, The First Born's Brownie Troop leader asked me if I would be willing to do a sewing project with the Troop. After some discussion, we decided to link it with Earth Day and teach the girls how to sew a coin purse out of Capri-Sun and Kool-Aid juice pouches. Because of family stuff, the date was moved back and I went in last Thursday. The First Born was so excited and it seemed all the girls enjoyed it. They were so amazed that they had sewn something themselves. It was a lot of fun for me too.

Move on to Friday...Two bit events for Friday. First, The Word's Greatest Husband went to The First Born's classroom to talk about being a minister. Several of the other children's parents had been in to talk about their professions. The WGH wore his robe, told the kids that the sleeves were called "pudding sleeves", which they thought was hysterical. And he evenr read some Hebrew, but then said it translated to say that first graders should not pick their noses. Second, The Father-Daughter Dance, unofficially. The school refers to it as "Girls Nite Out". Last year we did not know that "Girls Nite Out" was the Father-Daughter Dance, so we skipped it. Big mistake. The First Born was devastated the following Monday. So this year, The World's Greatest Husband promised to take her. She was so excited, but then seemed to get a little nervous as the time for the Dance approached. Before the dance, The WGH asked her "What if I have to go to the bathroom? Will you go with me?" Her reply: "No! I am not going to the boy's bathroom! Yuck!" (She knows what she is talking about.) Then The WGH proceeded to show her his latest dance moves. That didn't go over too well either. They left for the dance, stayed about an hour and had a great time. The First Born got to dance with some of her friends and then do some cool dances with Daddy.



Onto Saturday, The WGH took Classic Middle Child and Bundle of Energy to get "summer haircuts", meaning buzz cuts. Every spring when he does this, I have a difficult time with the boys. It is not that the haircut changes them, but that it changes their looks. So much that they look so ornery. Before the cuts, with their long floppy hair, it seemed they could get by with more, but with the buzz cut, I don't know. The orneriness just seems to show more, even though they are still cute as a bug's ear. You be the judge.....

Performance Debuts

Our church has a Concert Series. It began several years ago as a Spring Concert Series, but now it extends through a Christmas Concert. Most of the concerts are well attended and the Concert Committee does a good job of getting local talent to perform.

Last nights concert was The Red Tide Ramblers, with one of the members being The World's Greatest Husband's fiddle teacher. He has been taking lessons for about a year or so, and has gotten pretty good at it. I can only imagine how hard it is to play the violin. As a side note, when I was in 2nd grade, at school we were given the opportunity to learn to play the violin. I was so excited. I went the first time, but the second time when the teacher came to get those interested, I was somehow overlooked. And I wouldn't/couldn't speak up. That was the end of my violin playing.

Anyway, The World's Greatest Husband's fiddle teacher said that her band would be happy to play, but he (WGH) would have to play a song with them. He agreed and has been practicing "Old Joe Clark" ever since. So last night, the band played their first 2 numbers and then invited Reverend up to play with them. He had to start the song, playing it through twice and then the band joined in. He did a great job. And received a standing ovation!!! Afterwards, he said he had not been that nervous since our wedding day. I'm not quite sure how to take that....

Here is a pic of him in action:



Several people were planning to stick around and have a jam session, but only a few brought instruments. So instead, The First Born delighted those still in attendance with some Irish Step Dancing, accompanied by one of the band members playing a fancy flute. Her footwork is too quick to be captured on film.