As part of my current job responsibilities, I am in charge of our yearly Black History Month events - something I'm incredibly proud of. Over the last two years, we have been able to have some pretty incredible events, from a culinary historian to the Senior Historian at the National Underground Railroad Freedom Center.
The first event of 2012 was Thursday night, and we had a celebration of sacred African-American music with a local church in which there were 58 members of the choir and an amazing pianist.
So Kami had to take one of the nibs she nannies to dance practice and thus showed up a few minutes late. As she sat down (in front of me) the choir was going full blast into Great Is Thy Faithfulness...upon which the little avocado-sized being in Kami's tummy started "popping like popcorn," as Kami put it. It's been happening more and more frequently, but not as...uh...effervescent as it was during that choir.
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