Last Friday I flew to Montreal to attend the annual Bishops College School Christmas concert. Mackenzy plays the trumpet in senior and stage band and sings in the choir.
When I arrived in Montreal on Friday night it was snowing. I thought now that’s what Christmas is all about, the white fluffy stuff. The Christmas lights in Montreal are absolutely gorgeous this year.
I settled in the condo and did some cleaning while Sarah was at school for a tutorial. Sarah is in “finals mode” and let’s just say that cleaning is not high on her priority at the moment. That’s fine, that’s why I come once a month, to do some cleaning, some baking and cooking…my mama jobs.
Saturday morning my sister and her two daughters met me in order to run the Santa Shuffle on Mount Royal. A little 5 km on the mountain and all the proceeds go to the Salvation Army. Sarah ran it with two girlfriends from McGill. It was tons of fun. All the runners had Santa hats and there were lots of local elementary schools and families with young children. Running in the snow is hard but it was worth it. We all went to “Chez Cora” for breakfast afterwards and celebrated our tight calves.
After lunch my sister and her daughters headed home. It was time for me to get ready for the concert. My parents picked me up and we drove together to the Eastern Townships to see Mackenzy play and sing his little heart out.
The concert starts out formal with the senior band. Then you watch the dance group of the school perform some routines followed by the choir and finally the fun stage band.
Mackenzy sang very well and I was very proud of his solos. He looks like he is having a lot of fun with it.
Sunday I decorated the condo for Christmas, baked some banana bread and some biscotti for Sarah and cooked some chili for us to have before my flight back to London. I flew back this morning, I have a cold and this afternoon I passed out on my couch but it was all worth it. This was my first BCS Annual Christmas concert in the six years that the kids have been attending BCS but it won’t be my last. I am going back next year and I will bring Daddy along for date night.