There were many a proud parent last Sunday.

I was one of them because Hannah was an angel and Jonathan was one of the three wise men.

Last year, Jonathan was a sheep but he had stage fright on the morning and Mummy had to be a sheep together with him.

This year Jonathan had a line to read and we pasted his line on a piece of paper on his sleeve. After he read his line, he proudly showed his accomplishment to Mummy.

I am proud of Hannah and Jonathan because they have grown. Grown in courage, grown a little in maturity, grown in his reading.

A father watches his children grow with pride.

Our Father watches us grow with pride.