Today was your school concert, June. You made a beautiful little Zulu girl. Once the curtains opened you began scanning the audience for our faces, and I could see you getting distressed that you couldn't find us. You should have seen all the tricks and show I put on to try get your attention. Eventually my mad jumping and waving paid off and you were so excited to see we were in fact watching you, and so proud. I couldn't stop grinning and yes I cried! So silly but I am so proud of you.
