Elijah was Mr. Grain in his third grade class play about the food pyramid and Benjamin, Mary and I got to watch his powerful and moving performance earlier this morning. It was mostly a lot of "Orange you glad I didn't say banana" jokes but my surprisingly extroverted (nothing like his parents) son took the dry material he was handed and offered it back to the audience with a refreshing amount of gusto and animation. It was fascinating to observe him in this context, outside of our hectic home life where I mostly hand out orders and he then tries to modify them to his liking. "Slow down," I told myself as he relished in a role showcasing his distinctive personality, "and enjoy him."
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