As we arrived (a little late) to her classroom for practice, another little boy was having a difficult time leaving his mother. To encourage him, the teacher told him, "We need our best singer!" At this Micaiah announced, "Teacher, I'm here!" At least I had assurance she wouldn't be facing any confidence issues on that stage.
She had only two songs to present: "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands" and "Jingle Bells". Truth be told, she seemed to have a better handle on the latter, but her practicing this on Sunday nights in children's choir definitely helps me understand why she seemed to have such a grasp for the lyrics as we read through a book based on the song earlier in the week.
I was so proud of our little girl, standing in front of everyone, not exactly singing, but at least paying attention and not causing a commotion - which is about all you can ask of a three-year-old in the church choir.
Now it will only be a matter of time before she's dressed like a donkey wreaking havoc on the peaceful manger scene while the Christmas story is read in the background (as was the scene directly following the performance of she and her peers). Oh, how it flies.
Our Little Performer (Please pardon the quality.)