Linc had trouble sitting still. Does that surprise anyone? And by "trouble sitting still" I mean that he did not sit still for one full minute. Also, I think he thought that every round of applause was for him. Look at that face, he's totally eating up the praise...
This was a sweet moment. Lincoln was collecting dirt and rocks and then throwing fistfuls of it in the direction of the innocent elderly who were peacefully listening to the music. Ava, on her own accord, redirected his behavior and suggested that he put his fistfuls of rocks and dirt into the pocket on his shirt. This boy doesn't know it yet but he has two Mothers. Lucky Lincoln.
Oh boy. I hope I didn't already wash that shirt. I better go do a dirty laundry pocket check...

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