Last week was Lydia's class play. She had a special part and did a fabulous job. She loves to act and sing so this was a big deal to her. In the days leading up to it she would tell me who was forgetting their lines and what they were suppose to say. I couldn't believe she could remember everything.

The night before her first performance, she got sick. I didn't think she could do the performance, but Lydia being the brave girl she is didn't want to let her class down. After throwing up her breakfast, I ran her over. We said a few prayers that she wouldn't throw up in front of the school, and she did the program. Immediately after it was done she went pale again and we ran to the bathroom.

While getting ready I kept asking if she was going to be okay, she looked awful, but she kept saying, "this is going to be awesome."

She was feeling better the next day, for her second performance. Unfortunately she had some wardrobe problems, but was so calm about everything and worked it out. Of course, I was dying and wanted to run on stage and help her.

Once again I'm glad that our school gives my kids the opportunity to do the things they love.