Jefferson and the National Anthem

My children never cease to amaze me. Jefferson came home last week and told us he had volunteered to sing the National Anthem at the girl's basketball game Friday night. I asked, "With your choir group?" Jefferson said, "No, just me." Wow! some huevos. He didn't practice with anyone, didn't get his choir teachers help, "I've been singing in the shower and in the car mom, I'll be fine." I was so nervous for that boy, seriously, what was he thinking? How would he know if he started out on the right note or key? Well, I made it through fine, just some sweaty palms, a racing heart, and major butterflies in my stomach. But, for the record, I didn't cry.