There are moments in time that should be caught on film or video. They are the keepsake moments. The memories you'd like to last forever.
We had one such memory happen just a few days ago. Our oldest son had an opportunity to play the piano at a retirement home. He's taken piano lessons this year and his teacher set a time and place up for her students to perform.
The four kids and I arrived and waited until it was Christian's turn. My husband couldn't make it because he had to work, so I recorded it for him to watch later. What happened when our son performed though, was quite unexpected.
Christian was the only boy to play for the elderly audience while we were there. There were several girls who played, so it seemed to make the room of grandparents smile to see a young boy take interest in music. (Even though we all knew that his mom was making him do it.)
When his name was finally called, he stood in front of the room and introduced himself, then took his place. I pushed record on my phone and began to film. He played his song well. The same music that's been engrained in the woodwork of our home from the nightly practice of his little fingers, began to fill the hearts of many...and out of nowhere, they began to sing.
Christian paused for a second, then began to play again as his teacher and I motioned for him to continue. "Joyful, Joyful We Adore Thee" filled the room as 80 and 90 year old souls sang with memory and heart.
My hand began to shake and my eyes watered from the emotion of it all. My baby played and the room filled with song. It was such a proud moment and I was so thankful to get the beautiful experience on video. Here it is if you'd like to see it...
What's that? You can't see it? Oh. That's right. It's because I hit the button on my phone TWICE and got literally like - one second of Christian before he sat down to play. There's another video that I somehow managed to take, of all five of us walking out of the retirement home when he was done. It swings from the floor to the ceiling, floor to ceiling, floor to ceiling, as the boys asked if they could play basketball outside when we got home.
BASKETBALL. No piano piece. No beautiful music. No amazing experience. Shoes and an exit sign are what I have on my stupid, stupid phone.
You know, my brother and I always used to laugh at my mom because she never remembered to take the lens cap off of her camera. Who's laughing now mom? Who's laughing now.
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We had one such memory happen just a few days ago. Our oldest son had an opportunity to play the piano at a retirement home. He's taken piano lessons this year and his teacher set a time and place up for her students to perform.
The four kids and I arrived and waited until it was Christian's turn. My husband couldn't make it because he had to work, so I recorded it for him to watch later. What happened when our son performed though, was quite unexpected.
Christian was the only boy to play for the elderly audience while we were there. There were several girls who played, so it seemed to make the room of grandparents smile to see a young boy take interest in music. (Even though we all knew that his mom was making him do it.)
When his name was finally called, he stood in front of the room and introduced himself, then took his place. I pushed record on my phone and began to film. He played his song well. The same music that's been engrained in the woodwork of our home from the nightly practice of his little fingers, began to fill the hearts of many...and out of nowhere, they began to sing.
Christian paused for a second, then began to play again as his teacher and I motioned for him to continue. "Joyful, Joyful We Adore Thee" filled the room as 80 and 90 year old souls sang with memory and heart.
My hand began to shake and my eyes watered from the emotion of it all. My baby played and the room filled with song. It was such a proud moment and I was so thankful to get the beautiful experience on video. Here it is if you'd like to see it...
What's that? You can't see it? Oh. That's right. It's because I hit the button on my phone TWICE and got literally like - one second of Christian before he sat down to play. There's another video that I somehow managed to take, of all five of us walking out of the retirement home when he was done. It swings from the floor to the ceiling, floor to ceiling, floor to ceiling, as the boys asked if they could play basketball outside when we got home.
BASKETBALL. No piano piece. No beautiful music. No amazing experience. Shoes and an exit sign are what I have on my stupid, stupid phone.
You know, my brother and I always used to laugh at my mom because she never remembered to take the lens cap off of her camera. Who's laughing now mom? Who's laughing now.
Please Remember to VOTE! Thank You!
Just click the brown box Below!
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