Yesterday afternoon proved to be emotional, very, very emotional …….. so emotional I can hardly describe and just thinking about it again I’m filling up.
To wit, we had tickets for our beloved Iris’s Christmas Nativity Play “Hey Ewe” in which Iris was playing Mary. We’d helped her with her lines every day on the way back from school, she’d sung us little snippets from some of the songs she would be singing and she had described the tea towel she would be wearing on her head with unbridled joy.
And now, finally, the day for the first “official” performance had come, and we were to be found on the second row. We were so proud. Iris gave us a little wave and a shy smile when she saw us and with that Darrell was gone!
And when Iris spoke her first line “Are we nearly there yet?” I could feel Darrell building up to a full blown sob, so I quickly jabbed him in the ribs and gave him a look that said “Don’t you dare” to which he cleared his throat and held himself together until it was all over and we were no longer within earshot of the school and then he let it all go and had a good blart. What is he like?
When he’d then composed himself he sighed and said that he though Iris had given a measured performance, her tiredness in having to walk all the way to Bethlehem was convincing and her pride in everyone coming to see her new baby tender and heart melting. Nigel, in turn, said he liked the sharks best and had hoped it was alright when he had joined in enthusiastically, as Baby Shark is his most favourite song at the moment.
Obviously we have ordered a copy of the DVD for play over and over again and will download a few choice photos from the school website, although I have to say, the pictures will be in our heads forever. It was a lovely afternoon, and finally, it really does feel like Christmas.