Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Baby Jesus has nothing on my kid

About a week before Christmas, Allison's nursery school put on a Christmas pageant. I had zero idea what to expect other than probably a laugh, because the only instructions I was given from her teacher included "dress her in red or green and drop her off here at 6."

I tried getting details about the performance out of Alli, but even though she's fully capable of communicating, she's much like a teenager who can't be bothered to pass along any vital information. I expected having to play 20 questions in order to find out about her day when she's 14, but 3? JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU COLORED DURING CIRCLE TIME. Honestly.

On the night of her pageant, she was very excited to wear her "beauuutiful" new Christmas dress. And because I hadn't taken any photos of her yet for family, which I do every year to give as gifts, we got ready a little early, went up into the studio and played around for a few minutes before we left. She even let me curl her hair for the first time ever, which let me tell you, is like a major culmination of all of the times I played dress up with my dolls as a little girl. My heart nearly burst out of my chest.

And if that wasn't enough, watching her perform with her class turned me into a puddle. I was brimming with tears as I laughed, then I'd get angry because I couldn't see through all the moisture in my eyes.

Because she's in the school's youngest class, they went first. Her teacher escorted them down the aisle to the stage, each of them carrying an instrument and looking a little shell-shocked even though I'm sure they practiced for weeks. Allison lit up when she passed us sitting with her big cousins and Jer's mom, and it was almost as if you could see the switch in her demeanor. She was ready to perform. She beamed, started taking big marching steps and shook her tambourine in rhythm.

When she got on stage, I noticed for the first time that she's literally a head taller than everyone in her class, but what struck me most of all was how overly animated she was. I know she comes from a long line of performers on my side of the family, but it's almost as if she had no nerves at all. It was incredible to see.

They sung a few Christmas carols including "Away in a Manger" and "We Wish You A Merry Christmas" complete with hand gestures. One of her classmates tried stealing baby Jesus out of the cradle in front of them, but Allison carried on as if the distraction wasn't happening, dutifully placing her hands together when she was supposed to and swaying her hips to the music.

When they finished, she basked in the applause -- jumping, squealing and clapping along.

It was honestly the best Christmas present I've ever received. I miss the tiny infant I used to hold in my arms, but watching her grow is nothing short of incredible.




6 comments:

Nikki said...

Wow! She is so beautiful! I can't wait for my son to perform in school stuff. Right now, I'm just ecstatic when he learns a new word or picks up some mannerism from who-knows-where.

So fun!

The Plainsman said...

Is this really that same little one we saw only a short while ago, LOL! Thanks for sharing this moment in time - it really has been a gift to experience Alli growing by leaps and bounds though your posts!

Andrea said...

Kelly she is so beautiful! Such gorgeous dark eyes!

Happy New Year! :)

Anonymous said...

Oh my gosh she is so cute, and it's remarkable to see how big she keeps on getting.

Kristin said...

Ahaha. I love the last picture.
Maybe she'll grow up to be a musician. Many of your blogs since she was born have pointed to that outcome xP

jsi said...

She is striking