Since the choir loft is on the opposite side of the church from where we normally sit, I saved a few seats closer to our kiddo.
He did as well as can be expected for waking up at 4AM and sitting with 20 other kids. That is until it came time to sing. He suddenly got a "tummy-egg".
Imagining him puking on his friends or all over himself I pulled him out. He suddenly was fine but refused to go back in. Grrrrr
It's a miracle. After they stopped singing he felt better. (stage fright?)
He did go up to the front at the end of the service and sang a Mothers Day song. So I did get to hear that cute voice.
Several in the congregation told us how adorable he was, and reminded us he was the smallest/youngest of the bunch.
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