Went to my granddaughter’s music event at school and I’m pretty sure I’ll be singing, “One potato, two potato, three potato, FOUR,” for at least another week.
I remember going to these as Ben went through his school years and was so happy when that twice-yearly thing was over. At the time, I didn’t consider that I’d be doing that routine again for my next generation. No clue why — but it sure is more fun this time around. 🙂