Well, guys, graduation...
it happened.
I felt HORRIBLE for my son. Honestly, he's a great kid, very talkative, very chatty, lovey, wonderful boy. In his comfort zone. And today was clearly out of his comfort zone. Fortunately he was sitting next to another little boy who clearly felt the same way. Although the both sat down and stood up when they were supposed to, they didn't do any of the singing, clapping, or participating in the program. My DS looked mortified, and he fidgeted during the whole thing. I felt so, so badly for him. They had combined all the kids from the 2, 3, and 5 day a week classes together, so the room was packed with parents, grandparents, and quite frankly, I know adults who have difficulty being up in front of that kind of crowd.
And it just made me remember when I was little and shy and used to cling to my mother.
No more! Ha ha, but that's how I was then, and felt so badly for him. Well, it is what it is. We took him out to breakfast after and then to the mall to let him play on the playscape, so he had a really nice day. We came home and went to the library to borrow a movie for him and he got to watch that this afternoon. It was a good day, but I'm glad I didn't bring the camcorder, you know?