Directing a children’s concert is no job for a perfectionist. There is always at least one who is right up front picking his nose or twirling her skirt totally lost in her own little twirling world oblivious to the audience and singing children in front of and around her.
This is definitely not a share-worthy picture, but it is one of the last on my camera roll. I snapped it because it captures what I love about watching children’s concerts: See the boy in the front row turned away from the audience with his sheet music over his face? He was like that for the entire concert.
I have no idea what he looks like.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Moment in Time.“