This week Payton attending a music and drama camp at my parents' church. The week ended with a performance tonight (Friday). Payton loved the week. She enjoyed the other kids, the music, the drama, and the idea of performing on stage. I was a little worried that she might be too young but the age requirement was 6 years old or finished with kindergarten. She qualified.
I wasn't really sure what to expect from her during the musical tonight. She knew most of the words to the songs and had been practicing the words and the motions at home. Everything started off really well. She was right there with them on the words and the motions. During scene 2, she was part of a group of cheerleaders who were front and center. She really looked like she enjoyed that. It wasn't too many scenes later that her attention span left her. Instead of participating in the songs and motions, she was talking and messing with a couple of other girls. This continued throughout the rest of the program. UGHHH!
You know what really made me say UGHHH though? My reaction to her behavior. I actually found myself getting sweaty and really wanting to go up there and remove her from the stage. I was actually embarassed. I wasn't embarassed for her. I was honestly embarassed for me. What are other people thinking of my kid and what are they thinking of me? I was totally thinking of performance instead of thinking about her age and what I really should be expecting of her. I should not expect her to be perfect - no one is. I should not expect a 6 year old to make it through an hour and a half performance without getting distracted, etc, etc, etc. I should simply expect her to enjoy herself, be respectful, show kindness to others, learn more about God, etc. It really isn't about the performance. It's about the heart. What a lesson for me.
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