The little ones and I watch T perform at his VBS concert.... well, not really perform as much as stand there in a mesmerized state. It was priceless. K was rocking out to the music next to me, while our "performer" didn't sing one word. We would get an occasional smile or kiss from Taffe, at which point I'd encourage him to go back to his spot and sing.
No singing, but finally, some movement. Best buds S&T doing a high five.