What's the matter with me

I'm with you- watching my grandson do almost anything makes me cry.

I do sympathise:

I have a grandson whose daddy died soon after he was born and he's now nearly nine and has inherited his mother's talent for acting and her beautiful singing voice. He usually gets a major part in the school play and has a solo spot when the choir performs. I always cry (alongside his happily re-married mother) when I watch him perform, because I feel so sad to think of what his dad has missed.

This year he sang a solo of Silent Night, I wasn't able to attend the concert so my daughter sent me a video - and I actually sobbed my through it.

I'm the same, and children generally leave me underwhelmed, ordinarily.
I think its their innocence that gets me going, and it doesn't have to be my grandchild I'm watching, even.
I find it incredibly embarrassing to sit there blubbing.

I cried through my granddaughters concert too. It's normal as far as I'm concerned. So sorry for you grannyactivist it must be especially poignant for you

Where I previously lived, if I walked past the local junior school and heard the children singing - anything, not necessarily carols - I'd well up until I could hardly see where I was going. I've no idea why it affected me so much.

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Music has that effect on me also particularly if it is sung by children.

I remember my middle son’s first concert with the Strathclyde Symphony Orchestra, when he played percussion. He was by far the youngest in the orchestra, most of the others being 17/18. Him battering timpani while 400 wee souls sang ‘ Emanuel’ had me sobbing! No subtle tears for me.
I find it easier with the grandchildren, possibly because the singing is much poorer. No luxury of a music teacher, just singing along to a tape, which definitely doesn’t produce the same enthusiasm.

I used to cry when I watched my sons in their school concerts, and I've cried when I've watched my grandchildren in theirs. Now, I'm a Manager of a day centre for the elderly, and this Friday we've got 60 (60!!) little kids coming to sing for us all, so I'll be blubbing again....

I think it’s something that happens as we age ( becoming sentimental) or even more sentimental! Music generally affects people though, especially really beautiful pieces.

I was an Infants teacher for 40+ years, and I never once got through “Away in a Manger” without fighting back the tears, never mind that some of the little buggers had run me ragged throughout the term!

Nothing th matter with you. Seems a lot of us feel the same, including me !

I cried a bit when I watched my children's school plays. But with the grandsons I find I am beaming all over my face. I think it's adoration.

Nothing wrong with you Samiejb I have watched my two granddaughters in their Christmas dancing shows since they started age about 4 they're teenagers now and I can still well up ?

There is something incredibly raw and unfiltered about small children singing their hearts out.

When I was teaching we finished every Nativity by singing "Now light one thousand Christmas lights " The lights were dimmed and the choir came in dressed in long white robes and carrying a candle ( later changed to plastic tea lights) Elf and safety. There was not a dry eye in the hall.Even the staff who had rehearsed and rehearsed the children were moved. So it is normal Samijb and very lovely

Just reading this has set me off. Pass the Kleenex.

Doesn't have to be my GC when I worked in a school I would well up at the singing anytime of year.

Pass me one too JackyB

Just back from DGD's nativity play - she was Mary. I just kept swallowing - did not want to embarrass my DD!

DoraMarr - same here. Away in a Manger was guaranteed to bring out the hankies.

I've just been to GD's nativity play this morning and there wasn't a dry eye in the house! When I looked at all the little children on stage, I could "see" the same children from DS's school days 35 years ago. I put my tears down to the onset of macular degeneration!

www.youtube.com/watch?v=dpsXNlarAk8
If you haven't seen this before you will be crying with laughter. It never fails to amuse me.

The opening bars of Away in a Manger leave me weeping. Ditto Silent Night and many many other Christmas carols. Christmas is a time for weeping, it just is - we could just go with it (take tissues and no mascara)

Shysal that had me crying with laughter! There's one in every school, isn't there?