She caught on to this real quick. Run out, go, run back in, and stare at the box.
Tonight was pj's Sunday School program, very nice, at the church near their house.
The music familiar, cute kids, Christmas Carols, the Christmas Story, very nice.
Another kid fell off the side into the basket of instruments. That scared me a little. The nearby adult popped her back onto the riser and picked up the basket. Whew.
There was one preschooler who was a little overwhelmed and ran around like a wind-up guy rather than singing, weaving between the other kids who were trying to focus. It was fine. There's always at least one of those kids who shouts instead of sings or is in some way distractingly goofy.