SHE DID IT

Maggie sang with her class in chapel yesterday. This was a first. In the past she has either sat down on the stage with her back to the audience, or she has broken down in a fit of tears, truly inconsolable. But, as with so many other things, Maggie has found new confidence with turning five. She told us a few days before the BIG DAY that she wasn't afraid because she was five now. She was true to her word, she made it through both songs and even had a little bit of rhythmic groove going on, ever so slight.

BUT, we were supposed to go with friends today to hear a reading of Elf on the Shelf, and then we were going to buy our own little elf. (It is a Christmas tradition where this little elf "hides" somewhere and when the children go to bed, he reports to Santa on the children's' behaviour. Then next morning he is hiding somewhere else, and the children find him). Maggie wanted NO PART of hiding elves. She is afraid of elves for some reason. When I tried the "you are five now...." she told me in no uncertain terms, "You can be afraid of some things until you are six." So maybe we will tackle elves next year.