Christmas Cheer

I seem to be all out of Christmas cheer. Yesterday my husband and I attended our 6 year old's first school Christmas program. OMG I have never been so bored in my life. It was hot as hell in there. More than half the parents arrived late creating the need for them climbing through the rows of those oh so comfortable metal folding chairs to find an available seat. And did I mention that all the kids were supposed to wear black bottoms and white tops or "other christmas attire"?? So WHY--oh please tell me WHY-- there were kids in everything from jeans and t-shirts to EVENING DRESSES!!! I almost fell off my chair when the third grader paraded in wearing what could only be described a a ball gown only suitable for flamenco dancing!

So first the principal (whom I hate!! You will hear about this in another post) gives her little speech which takes about 15 minutes and all she said was "the kids worked hard and happy holidays" Then the Pre-K children sing their 2 little songs which I admit was quite cute. Then it takes them about 15 minutes to get the Kindergarten classes up--now this is the one we have been waiting for. My precious little darling in all her infinite talents was so busy waving at me and Daddy that she could barely sing the words... But still quite adorable. At this point they have run out of chairs so people are just standing in the aisles blocking everyone's view of the stage etc. So after the kindergarten class comes the first and second graders... At this point the microphones start giving feedback and rather than turning the damn things off (after all there are 50 kids singing damn it WE CAN HEAR THEM) they try to fix them. So for the 15-20 minutes while these poor kids tried to sing their 3 little songs the audience (and the kids on stage) are covering their ears because of the feedback. Then oh joy... Here come the 3rd graders... At this point I looked at my husband and said "You grab the kid. I am going to get the car!"

I'm not a bad parent--really I'm not but I mean really! I have 12 more years of this crap to suffer through. How the hell did my parents mange to get through it with not one kid but two. I think I should call them to apologize. My mom is getting a huge present for Christmas. I hope I find my cheer before the 25th but right now I am just trying to sleep in the bed I made.