It's Monday, Again.

Everytime I turn around it is Monday again. Where did the weekend go? I was just saying it's Friday again and now it is Monday. The start of a new week that undoubtly will zoom by. How does time seem to fly by so quickly?

I know I haven't been on here in awhile. I have been busy getting caught up on everything from orders to reorganizing my studio... and really, I haven't had much of anything interesting to say lately. By the looks of things, it doesn't look like anybody really missed me either.

Anyway, I am back and thought I would check in. We had a great weekend and the weather has been wonderful. On Saturday, it was Sweetpea's piano recital. She practised a couple times at home, she had it all down pat... knew it from memory. It sounded great! We got to the recital it was her turn up at the piano. She sat down, hit a couple notes, but her mind went completely blank. Nothing was coming out of her fingers. She thought "I can't remember the music, I'll play something else." Tried another song ....nope it wasn't coming to her either. She tried again to play her original song played a few notes, but it still wasn't coming. As a mother, I wanted to run up there and help her, tell her it was OK. I also wanted to shout to her music teacher. HELP HER!! But I didn't. After she realized the music was just not going to come to her. She called out for her sheet music. She waited, as all eyes were on her and the room was quite. She got her music and played beautifully.

At that moment I felt for her. She had practiced so hard and wanted to do so well for her teacher. Her teacher was leaving and going back to school. So Sweetpea wanted to make him proud of her, since this would be the last time he would be her teacher, by performing excellently at her recital. She felt she failed, but I was never so proud of her and told her so. She stuck with it. Never gave up. She never ran from the stage crying in embarrassment. She handled herself beautifully and once she had her sheet music she played it perfectly.

At the end of the recital we were also pleasantly surprised because her teacher presented her with a card and flowers to note that she was his most outstanding student for the year. He congratulated her on all her hard work and all her improvement throughout the year. We were all surprised and even more proud of her. We had no idea or heads-up that she was going to receive this. Sweetpea was in shock when she went up, but happily surprised.

Have a happy Monday!