The uniform for Jett's class was to be jeans and a white shirt, but since we don't wear jeans yet, he went with blue corduroy pants.
He was as shy as I've ever seen him. He kept his head down at first and then he finally looked up. One kid in his class cried as he sang, but Jett Boy just was a little standoffish.
It was a sweet night that ended with the Christmas story put on by the four year old class.