We, joined Nana Judy and Papa Ron to catch Bryce's first theatrical performance: the recitation of a funny poem. All twentysomething preschoolers were lined up across the auditorium stage with their eyes covered by their hats--which were kept on for the whole poem, to be dramatically lifted off (in unison, no less) for the last line, "I found my old head, it was under my hat!" It was cute and preschoolery, and the kiddos took it upon themselves to advance it to a sort of an impromptu round.
Afterwards Bryce got to show off his classroom, and make a potato head with grass seed and all for hair. Here's Bryce being distracted by me when Mrs. Rust gave out directions--thankfully Nana was there and paid attention. The school was so sweet--all the grandmas were given lovely pink corsages!
Later that night there was an open house--Bryce was not so interested in showing us his classroom, as he and Deacon were in playing outside at school. Also, there was an art auction. (Guess who is now the proud owner of a bighorn sheep signed print? Which happens to be too big to fit in my secret closet of no return!)
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