It's holiday concert time! Yes, that fun time of year parents get to attend the school concerts, and tell me, what screams the holiday more than being crammed into a steaming hot auditorium with a few hundred camera-armed parents?
Before you go calling the hum-bug police on me, please know - I am not a hum-bug or a fun-squasher. I go with my own camera, I do try to find a seat that will give the best view of my child and her location on the stage. I bite my tongue and stay in my seat when those parents run up and down the aisle, cameras held high to get the best shots of their own prodigy while the rest of us have our view blocked by their fat asses and big hair. 
But last night at the holiday concert, for the first time ever, the orchestra conductor stepped to the podium and asked the parents to show some decorum for the participants who worked so hard for the night.
Let's face it, it's not about the holiday music anymore. It's not about the hard work your kid put in learning the notes, the songs and the movements - it's about the payoff. The pictures, the hoopla of cheering for their rising stars.
No, I'm not being a hum-bug.
I'm just wondering when things changed? When I was the kid on the stage I would have fallen into a dead faint if my parents had launched themselves from their seats, arms waving and screaming out my name! In fact, if some of the parents had pom-poms hidden beneath their coats or in their bags, I wouldn't have been shocked.
Standing ovations are one thing, but before the kids had sung one note parents were standing, hooting and hollering and were so loud I'm sure the kids couldn't hear the adults directing them to their places.
Which makes me wonder, am I the only one who thinks praise and support is one thing, but to treat your kid like a rock-star at the holiday concert is just a tad over the top?
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