Dancing faces you towards Heaven, whichever direction you turn. ~Terri Guillemets
In the summer we have a month of full custody with the little girls. That means they go from spending four nights in a month at Dad’s house …..to 27 nights in a month at Dad’s house. It’s a BIG change for everyone, but one that we enjoy, because instead of just visiting…….it feels like they really live here (and those on the visitation side totally get that).
This year we had the opportunity to sign the girls up for a few summer activities while we had them. And for the youngest, I found a dance place that did Tuesday night classes for the month of July. It equaled out to almost the same time/days as the oldest step-daughter’s chosen activity for July – a week long photography camp (more on that later).
I couldn’t be happier for both of them.
Bridget is a very girly girl. She dances all the time. From room to room, and in the car (Syd and I taught her that – ha!). She carries an old iPhone around that plays music. She looooooves it. We watch America’s Got Talent in the summer. There is LOTS of dancing. This was a very easy choice for her when asked, “Would you like to do dance class?”
So we trekked to SEVERAL places to find alllll the outfits for tap/ballet and hip hop. That is leotards, tights, tap shoes, ballet shoes, and hip hop shoes. Yes, hip hop shoes. Basically, dance sneakers and NOT sneakers. Dance sneakers have a flexible middle sole. We could only find them in a dance shop in West Fort Worth.
But it was all worth it to see her face on the first day of dance class (I’m really late in posting these).
She LOVED it.
We were a little worried because after tap/ballet class. She is required to CHANGE ROOMS to hip hop class. They assured us they would help her get from room to room and they did.
She made it from room to room. She even showed us a super cute dance move after a couple of classes. This kid is a natural.
Next week is parent observation, we get to sit in on the last ten minutes of class to see what they have learned. Pretty exciting…..
She tells me she looooves ballet the best.
And she is already asking to be enrolled into fall classes. The fall classes are a season, not a month, and would have a recital in pretty costumes at the end.
Oh Summer. I love you. I love the joys you bring to our kids.
**I apologize for the photo quality of these images. I was actually working when she left and had a only few minutes to snap a few photos. Wouldn’t you know the camera was on the wrong settings? Ahh! LOL. Also, I haven’t been around much because I am buried under my full-time job in travel, being a full-time step mom this month, and finishing three photography jobs. I hope to see the light at the end of the tunnel soon!
7 thoughts on “And She Danced….”
This brought up many memories for me: taking ballet and tap when I was about five, spending time at my Dad and stepmom’s…and those very few times when I got to spend more than a weekend with them. My stepmom often looked for activities for me, too. What touches me about these photos is Bridget’s hands…
My mom put me in dance when I was 3 yrs old. I still remember the classes and the costumes. Brings back memories for me too. Thank you for commenting about the summer month at your Dad’s. I didn’t have a stepmom growing up. My dad never remarried and we didn’t go to his house in the summer. I think we stopped staying overnight with him, even on weekends, when I was 10. LOVE your memories. Makes me happy. 🙂
I took some dance classes when I was young and loved it. I’m glad you have the girls for an entire month!
“I apologize for the photo quality of these images.” WHAT?!?! Ok, so I ended up feeling stupid because I didn’t see anything to apologize for. I think they are great pictures, but clearly I don’t know anything because you — the educated, professional photographer — are telling me that they need apology. Okey-dokey, whatever . . . .
I am very excited for Miss B. Dance is a wonderful gift and if she loves it then that is awesome. You are awesome to give her the opportunity! YAY!
Hugs to you.
Oh, I hope dancing always brings her a feeling of freedom and joy! Last time I took dancing classes I was 27 and I felt like I was 17, there’s nothing like it.
Spent 10% of my salary for 12 years to enforce my custody rights. And even when I had it I never got the holidays, but one lawyer put it this way: “What difference does it make if you have Christmas on the 18th or 29th? And the kids get two holidays for everything this way as well.” Made sense.