Tiny Dancer

Last night was the last of  the 3 ballet recitals Fiona performed in. 

Is it horrible that I was happy for it to be finished? 

All of the rehearsals and late nights left me exhausted.

Not Fiona. 

She danced while waiting to go on stage, danced when she got off, danced her way to the car. 

I have a feeling the past few weeks were just a warm up to many years of ballet recitals.

I reviewed the professional pictures of her online. I wasn't sold.

She had this really cheesy smile going. 

So I took a few of my own.

{she still had some cheese going on}

 I love the poses she came up with.

See if you notice anything unusual in the next 2 pictures.

 

Did you see the pill bug on her costume?  

I'll post more pictures and give an explanation tomorrow.

Here's a clip of her show. 

The quality is horrible and I will certainly be purchasing the professional taping of the show.

{Fiona is the one who is staying as close as  possible to the assistant, you can't miss her}

I get a kick out of her trip. I think the audience did too.

After the ballet Fiona joined me in the audience and we watched several other genres of dancing. 

When it comes to dance I'm pretty clueless. 

I was looking forward to opening both Fiona and my eyes to the different types of dancing out there.

The first group that came on did some amazing things with their bodies. 

During their performance Fiona leaned over to me and whispered,"Is this karate?"  

In that moment I couldn't have a full conversation with her explaining that it wasn't karate but I had no idea what it was.

"It might be" was my response.  

I'm really nailing this mother/educator thing.

I'd like to thank my tiny dancer for a precious night.