Since moving to Chattanooga, Anna and I have started going to church with my parents each Sunday. Anna loves going to play with the kids in Sunday School and I actually enjoy the traditional Episcopalian service in the big, old medieval like church in downtown Chattanooga.
Anyway, Anna got a letter in the mail inviting her to be in their Christmas Pageant (traditional play about the birth of Jesus). The play itself is tomorrow after the church service and they had one practice this morning and will have another one tomorrow before church starts. The letter we received said that typically all little girls under 6 are angels, which is perfect for Anna since angels have wings, just like her current obsession, Tinkerbell (not to compare Tinkerbell to angels or anything… ;) ).
So we went this morning to the practice and they got all the kids organized in the back of the Nave (sanctuary) while the parents sat up front. There were about 10 little girls, mostly ages 3 and 4, who were angels. They started going through the run through and when they had all the little angels run up the aisle to the front of the church, Anna was nowhere to be seen. I went to the back and apparently she and another little girl had decided they didn’t want to participate, according to the parent watching them… Great….
So I took her back up to sit with me so she could watch what was going on. Luckily the little angels are pretty much the last ones up so they don’t have to stand up there as long as the rest of the kids, so it was over pretty quickly. They decided to do another run through, so I told Anna that if she wanted to wear the angel costume with WINGS and a halo that she had to run up to the front with the other little girls. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to participate tomorrow. She started sulking a bit, as 3 years olds do, so I left her with the teacher and went back up front to wait.
Well, lo and behold, I guess she wanted to wear the angel wings. She came running up the aisle with a huge smile on her face and her hands up above her head ballerina style (as instructed by the teacher). She got up to the front and I thought all was well. After about 3 minutes she looked around and I knew she was looking for me. It took her a minute to find me but when she did she weaved her way through all the kids and walked down the aisle to sit with me. Sigh…
I was, however, able to get her to go back up to stand with the other little angels. At one point she decided to yell out “MOMMY! WHAT’S THE LITTLE BABY’S NAME?” when she saw the baby who would be playing baby Jesus. It was pretty funny and cute but I told her that she probably shouldn’t do that tomorrow.
So we’ll see how it goes tomorrow. The play is supposed to be cute and not-so-serious and I’m told that the angels and any other little kids under 5 usually get pretty good laughs. She’ll probably end up coming to me in the middle of it, but as long as she runs down the aisle with the rest of the little girls, that’ll make it worth it to me. She was so cute!