The primary program is my favorite Sunday of the year. Every year. Paige sang so loud you could hear her above all the other kids on the stage. Jeffrey sat on the stand and made goofy faces with his friend and pretended her was entirely too cool to be there. And Owen, my Owen. He had his part memorized. Just a line. So he got up and said it. And then his friend Max came up behind him. And he stood there at the podium and whispered Max's lines in his ear. Because Max was too nervous to remember. Owen patted him on the back and they both sat down. And I have never been so proud. Ever. And it was just one more reason to love this Sunday and these darling kids of mine.
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