universally the same

Today’s adventure took me to a holiday dance recital. When one of your grand babies is dancing on stage FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME, you give up the chance to sleep in on a chilly, foggy Saturday morning. Okay I did hit the snooze button. Twice. But I made it and my favorite ballerina girl was thrilled!

And this is where the retired Dance Mom observes that dance recitals are universally the same…in EVERY way…good, bad, chaotic, crazy, rude, ridiculous, wonderful and pretty much every other adjective. The best way that they are the same is when you watch the one you are there for take the stage.

And as our ballerina took to the stage, the Mima-razzi was almost ready.

Which one is her?

She’s on the end, right there.

On the end right there?

Yeah, Mom.

And so I captured more than a dozen shots in quick succession of…someone else’s little ballerina with strawberry-blonde hair and porcelain skin. I realized that just as they finished and exited stage right.

She’s the one behind the tall ballerina.

Mima-razzi FAIL!

I’m blaming my daughter and not my old lady eyes. But I am thanking her for this video.

You guys!!!! Isn’t she the sweetest thing??!!

She is.

I hope she will some day recall this once upon a December day and smile. I know that I will.

 

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