Black History Program

Today I attended Cleo's Black History Program.  She is performing again tomorrow. Cleo and the rest of her classmates did a fantastic job. We did not take Sidney to his class' performance because he is more sick today than he was yesterday.  He has a fever, cough and runny nose.  When Cleo and I came home, he looked sick and forlorn.  Roger and just given him a bath.  He perked up a bit because he was happy to see us, particularly happy to see Cleo.

I did not realize that Cleo's class was performing tonight.  She is scheduled to perform tomorrow, which I knew about.  I had not packed her performance outfit so I got to her daycare around 5pm, realized my error, and raced home to pick up her black skirt, black shoes and white t-shirt.  I already had black tights because I had gotten her some at Walmart today - thinking she could use them tomorrow (not realizing I would need them tonight).  I grabbed some white hair bows, white hair elastics, hair stuff (water spray bottle and some Miss Jessie's hair pudding).  I wanted to change out the brown and navy hair bows that I sent her to school in this morning and spruce up her pony puff hairstyle.

I got back to her daycare by 5:30pm. She show started at 5:30pm but her class went last - around 6:15pm. I forgot to grab a camera so we will be sure to video and take pictures of her performance tomorrow.  I have already packed her bag with the black and white outfit. I also packed her ballet stuff because Cleo said that her ballet group will be performing too.  When we got to school today Cleo said that she needed to have her stuff today but I dismissed her and said that that did not make sense if her performance was tomorrow. That's the last time I do that. She's a smart, aware little girl and she is usually right about things.  I felt so bad that she thought that she was going to have to perform in her school uniform.  I am so happy I was able to go get the outfit and get her into it in time.  I was so panicked during the time I was rushing home and back to the daycare, but felt such relief once I could just melt into the audience knowing that Cleo was all set.

The plan for tomorrow is for me to come home after work, then me, Roger and Sidney go watch Cleo. If Sidney is too sick to attend, Roger will go by himself.  I would love to be able to see her perform again but it is only fair that Roger get to see her one of the nights.

I put Sidney to bed tonight.  He asked for his stuffed dolphin. I told him I was not sure he had a dolphin (which is true because I don't know if he has one - I will look tomorrow or this weekend).  I proffered Simba to him (his stuffed lion). He said no.  He then asked for his doggie. I asked him where his dog was. He directed me to the one on his wall - mind you this whole conversation is going on in the dark - but he does have a night light on. I grabbed the stuffed dog. I asked him what he was going to name is doggie and he said, "Puppy" and he tucked it carefully under his arm.