It's been a long road ahead. First, we missed three straight classes in a row due to tonsil surgery and our Daytona trip. At least one of those weeks included an extra recital practice.
Once we were able to start practices, it's been a long and winding road. We have normal classes, then there have been all those practices. And NOTHING starts on time. Then when she is on stage, there was the night she didn't want to perform because she didn't have the color of bells she wanted. Or because she spotted us in the audience. Or she does perform and we missed it because we were hiding so she wouldn't get mad that we were watching her.
Bailey promised that tonight she's going to do a really good job so she'll get a surprise. Her thoughts on this?
"Yeah, or I'll get some eggs as a present. Ha Ha."
So, I better go get her hair ready. We've been ordered to use massive quantities of hairspray, enough to make a seven layer dip of the ozone. And makeup was an option, one we're obviously not taking. There's a reason I'm not a pageant mom.
But a ballet mom? I'll just go with "proud mom."
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