Whitney sang in a small assembly this morning at school. It was terribly cute. The VPK kids and VE students sang three songs for the volunteers. Whitney did pretty good - she knew a lot of words and hand motions. Of course she had to be in center stage, and prefaced once song with "Come on everybody! Sing!" Every time they sang "I Love You" in Skinny-ma-rink-a-dink, she pointed at ME. It was sweet. She was prou, and liked having mommy there.


I am not sure why it hit me, but I was left a little melancholy afterward. I think maybe it has something to do with the VPK kids being invited to sing at the King Center, but our VE kids were not. Ok...they are a little unpredictable, but Whitney sure does love being on stage. Figuring out how to harness that is not going to be easy. Yes, it was a little feeling sorry for myself too for the trials that come with having a special needs kid. I know Whitney would not be Whitney without the special needs, but it's hard.