
After we ate our fill of hot dogs we headed downstairs to drop Grace off at the blue table in the Cubbies room and proceeded to the back row for the Cubbies Awards. Naturally Ethan was having one of his cranky "I'm Going To Practice Being a Terrible Two" days and grumpily cried through most of it. I barely got some pictures between the crying jags.

Next up we were supposed to go up to the church sanctuary while the Cubbies came up later. The moment we walked into the sanctuary it became apparent that there was no way that Ethan was going to sit still or be anywhere near quiet so I took him to the foyer in the back. We looked in the mirrors, went up and down a small flight of stairs 20 times, and almost missed the part where the Cubbies came on stage to sing the Cubbies Song and say the Cubbies Motto. David didn't think to switch to the zoom lens and since he was sitting in the back we didn't get a very good picture. We'll do better next year.

For the record, Grace had a great time and was so happy we were there to watch her get her award and sing the Cubbies song. That's what counts right?
And here's what Ethan looked like most of the evening. A blur of cranky toddler. Such a joy.

1 comments:
Eek. I understand.
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