Why yes, yes it was a Christmas concert

We got to my son's concert half an hour early and it was already standing room only. Wow. I almost panicked and left. Crowds and I don't get along.

But I didn't. I ended up sitting next to a very nice lady with a fifth grader in the concert. She made me feel very comfortable. I'm glad I whipped the backup emotional guns from my heartstrings and shot down the evil panic monster.

I've been to one other of his concerts and it had nothing on this one. Apparently all the kids love this music teacher, and tonight I got to see why. I didn't record his commentary, but he thanked the students for their hard work in advance and had the audience applaud upfront, and he introduced and thanked his student helpers from other schools, and fellow music teachers from other programs, and even thanked the school district for doing a fantastic job of supporting the programs that encourage the fine arts. This man doesn't take his job for granted.

Not only that, the concert was fantastic. Here's just a little taste of what it was like. My short little guy, who plays the French horn, is hidden behind the woodwinds. Sorry, kiddo, nothing against you, but horns take back seat to the other instruments because of their size and nature. You may be invisible, but I can hear your heart in the songs you play!

On that note, I, too, want to wish everyone a Merry Christmas!