We had our own kind of madness in March which had nothing to do with basketball. Along with scouts, cello, house cleaning, play dates, city clean-up, the Temple dedication, and the composer's week off to work on his Thesis project...The Cellist was in his first play.
I was so unbelievably proud of him. He was so cute. The Cellist is someone who struggles with his confidence. As a mother I have prayed so many times on what I could possibly do for him. Somehow, he learned to come out of his shell, Literally...he was a duck!
There were a few times when he had to look at his feet to "make sure they were doing the right thing", but that made him even more adorable.
GOOD JOB BUDDY!
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