Yesterday, Joel and I performed in a recital along with most of the other music faculty. Since it was a Sunday and since we were both involved, we didn't have a lot of choice but to bring the children. We were only in one number together, so we figured it would be okay.
And, thankfully, it was. Bria and Chloe sat together by themselves, and many of our friends kept a good eye on them (we were just in a small theater), but Sophia wanted to sit with us. I'm glad she did, because I got a great kick out of her commentary.
The very first set was some jazz/blues guitar. Sophia didn't really like the first piece in the set, because she said, "This isn't very good music. He's just warming up, huh?"
She did, however, like the next two guitar pieces quite a lot, and became focused on the guitarist's tapping foot. She started tapping her own foot in rhythm with him, and then she whispered in my ear, "Do we know why his leg isn't tired yet?"
She was very restless, though. I mean, this is Sophia we're talking about. Always on the go go go, never able to sit still. Taking her to concerts and recitals is rare because she is so wiggly, but we do it occasionally. The hour-long recital was almost over when I told her to try to stay still for just five more minutes. She hopped up on my lap and watched the rest of the audience for a while, then she asked me, "How is everybody staying so still Mommy? How are they doing that?"
I suppose to most 4-year olds it is pretty amazing that grown-ups can stay still for such long periods of time. Still, I think Sophia gets a gold star for doing so well yesterday, even if she was lying on the floor, bored out of her mind, by the end.
Perhaps she'll even be ready for a full-length orchestra concert by next year.
One can only hope.