Wild Wild West

Now this is what I call fun. I got to spend my evening at a performance by the First Grade Class of West School. It is always fun to watch kids put their hearts into trying to do good. I grinned my biggest grin for a full half hour. Most of my grandkids are downright precocious. I never know what they are going to say or do. But Dakota... well he is my reserved red head (kind of an oxymoron isn't it - reserved and red head). He just wants to do good and is scared to death of making a mistake. The smile on his face when he spotted me in the audience melted my heart. And he sang his little heart out and did all of the motions to all of the songs. All of the little kidos did. And it didn't even matter that when everyone else was kicking their right foot out, he was sticking his left foot out. I'm sure a bunch of the others were too, but I couldn't take my eyes off Dakota, so I wouldn't know. And halfway through the performance his kerchief fell off. Oh my. He just stopped and looked at us and I could see the melt down coming. So we gave him the thumbs up and motioned for him to keep singing. He picked the kerchief up and twisted it in his little hands and we made a throw away motion and he tossed it to the side and grinned. Did I mention that grandkids are great?

Ahhh grandkids are great!

Dakota is on the end there. I'm pretty sure he is the only one going in the right direction lol.

This is my favorite picture. My daughter, Julie, and well, you know who. The smiles say it all. Julie deserves the mother of the year award. Three sons and one step son... I do not know how she does it!