Talent show fun

Wow. Last Thursday was the Chicken Noodle Soup Supper and annual Talent Show at the Catholic School. In hindsight, I can now tell this story without getting a headache and feel the need to throw up……..no, the talent show wasn’t that bad. But the happenings made me glad that God invented wine. I present it to you with some humor, because if I didn’t, I would have to curl up in the fetal position and chant “Find a happy place, find a happy place” over and over again.

After a fun filled week with RSV, we bundled everyone into the car for an evening of noodle soup and watching the kids do their class skits. Totally adorable.

Quinn’s class did Jamba Lord in their jammies:

Peeking over the heads at the camera

Jamba Lord

Cody did….I can’t remember the name because I am 41 now and have very few good years left ;*), but it was cute too:

Cody dancing

Cory’s class did “Funky Town”. Here he is pretending to play the sax:

Play it little "C"

Jammin'

Mia wasn’t in the talent show, but she helped me put on our own rendition of “Super Freak” when she was slammed into the gym floor by another child and hit her head…….hard. I picked her up and patted her back (after all, I have done this hundreds of times over the years), then she surprised me by rolling her eyes into the back of her head and going limp.

I looked at her, lost my mind, and in the middle of the echo inducing gym, and the presence of over 200 DEVOUT Catholics, yelled in my most panic filled, shrill, I-am-a-freak, voice: “JESUS CHRIST, BILL!!” and ran to my husband. Talk about a show stopper. I think the only thing that might have been worse would have been “HOLY MARY, MOTHER OF GOD”.

I am sure there were a few “There goes that jody2ms woman again”.

We flew outside, where Bill examined her and deemed her to be fine. After the bells stopped ringing in her head, she cried again and told us her head hurt. I was, by this time, reduced to a blubbering idiot. Bring on the valium, baby. Several people came outside to see if she was okay, and by that time, she was fine. One friend told Bill “All I can say is that when Jody pulled her back from her shoulder, the baby just looked….weird.” I added “Like she had brain damage”. Yes, that was it. She looked like she had brain damage. It was horrifying.

We watched her for 48 hours very closely, and she is perfectly Mia. No problems at all. Thank God, and I truly mean that.

These kids. All the worry. They are going to kill me.

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