Everett's drama class put on a Thanksgiving performance last week and Thatcher and I were excited to attend. Everett had his lines down, knew when it would be his turn to speak, and had all the moves of the song memorized. He did wonderful. He spoke with clarity and confidence. He was full of expression. Recited his lines with a loud voice. I could not be more happy for him. He was proud of himself and so was I.
Everett has come such a long way in his eight years. Once a timid and shy baby, then toddler, then preschooler. And somewhere along the road there was a shift. Although he is still very much an introvert, and large unknown crowds unnerve him, he is able to perform. He is able to overcome it and with such excellence, making friends wherever he goes.
I enrolled him in drama for several reasons. I knew he would love it, as well I knew it would force him to have to put himself out there. And he has enjoyed every minute. I felt all these same feelings earlier this year at his Spring Recital when he waltzed up to a microphone in a crowded room, introduced himself, and played a beautiful piece of music on the piano.
I love this sweet boy more and more with each passing day. It was been a wonder watching him continually stretch and grow before our very eyes.
