The boys' music concert went off without a hitch. The compromise minutes before we headed up to the high school auditorium was that Logan could keep the "mohawk" he had worn to school that day if he agreed to wear a "church" shirt. Anything with a collar sends him in a downward spiral, so I picked a battle I could live with: hair or shirt, his choice. I had a feeling which one he'd pick. And Michael just sang his little heart out.
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