Today was Sammy's violin concert. We were not sure he was going to play in it, actually, because of his track injury the previous Thursday. In fact, he had called his teacher to tell her he might not be able to make the concert. But the thing was that I had already asked for the day off at work specifically for the purposes of attending his concert and after we fed the missionaries (and after prying Sammy out of the chair in the front room) we got in the car and headed off to the concert.
It was a pretty good concert and in true form, Sammy tried his hardest to make sure we did not get a picture of his face. But then, Sam's teacher's daughter, who was conducting the concert, made him, and the other boys he played with, leave their seats and go to the floor to play their song. Things didn't exactly go well. There's a corresponding video that showed what happened when we realized that Sam's music stand was directly below the air vent, but I'm having a hard time uploading it right now. I'll try to post it again later. The main thing is that we all had a pretty good time when it was all said and done.
