Spit String

You know when you spit and it dangles from your mouth?
And if you're really good, you can suck it back in before it hits the ground.
Talent right?


Beckham is apparently trying to hone this skill.
I didn't know he had any interest. 
Until yesterday, during the Christmas program at church.


He looked so cute on the stand, in front of EVERYBODY.
Front row.
He wasn't singing, but was hanging his head over the wall.  
You know, looking like he was going to spit.
I watched from the last row in the chapel.


My inner monologue:

"Such cute kids singing."  

"Why isn't he singing?"

"No, he wouldn't." 
"Seriously, he wouldn't."
"Is he really?" 
"Is anybody else seeing this huge foamy bubble drop from my son's mouth?"
"What do I do?"
"I've got to stop him."
"Do I go now, do I get him off the stand, will I ruin the song?"
"He's doing it again, I'm going up."


Inner monologue, followed by me discretely shuffling up the aisle to the front, closing Beckham's mouth firmly with my hand,
and discretely shuffling back to my seat.


I saw the looks, the smiles.


I let him finish the song and then it was out to the hallway to sit and think about why we don't spit, more specifically why we don't spit in church.


I was later given props for my "old-fashioned parenting."
Hmmm.
What would you have done?


One for the books.