Big and I went to Ginger's Christmas program yesterday while Bud was at school. It was difficult to make it through. Big isn't really cut out to sit still for that sort of thing-- not without providing his own entertainment, that is.
Today we had to do it again for Pen's program. It was long. Interminably long. You see, each day we watched half of the kindergarten perform (either morning or afternoon) and then half of the grades perform. It just so happens that my kids were in the highest grade of each program, so therefore performed last. Not only that, but for Pen's program today they also added in the two upper grade choirs. Long with a two year old, I tell you. Especially a two year old like Big.
About 3/4 of the way through today's program, Big, standing on his chair, started plugging his ears with a grand gesture, elbows sticking out. After a few minutes of this, he suddenly lowered his arms and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I am the Abominable Snow Monster! I live in a cave! And I like to eat reindeer!"
Then he looked over at my arm draped over the back of his chair and said slyly, "And who is this in my cave?.... Ah! It's a reindeer! I am going to eat you up!!!"
He proceeded to pretend to eat me, nibbling me all over. I just about died laughing.
A few minutes later I mentioned to Big that he needs a haircut, to which he responded, "No, I don't. I live in a cave."
Clearly, he was still in character.
The best part of the program, by far. (But you were really good, too, Pen!)