I almost missed the holiday sing at Z's school. But the stars lined up to ensure I wasn't locked in New York City conference room while Z was dancing to a Russian folk song. On stage. (She's in the green shirt.)
I'd heard her practice "All I Want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth" a dozen times, but she neglected to mention she'd be dancing on stage during the 1st grade performance.
Nor did anyone tell me you need to stake out a seat 30 minutes before the 8:15am performance. It's apparently a very hot ticket.