Sweet P was required to wear full make up for her dance recital, and I
didn't recognize her in the stuff. Oddly, I think the makeover made her look more like her dad.
didn't recognize her in the stuff. Oddly, I think the makeover made her look more like her dad.The big dance event was last Saturday, and I have to admit I was dreading the four-hour extravaganza, but it turned out to be quite entertaining. In addition to Sweet P's "Hip Hop Meets Ballet" performance, there were a plethora of tiny children dressed as Mary Poppins, tiny frogs, and mini-ballerinas. Who can resist ooh-ing and aah-ing over costumed cherubs.
Even R said all of the pre-recital chaos (including midnight sobbing over unfinished homework projects) may have been worth it, and it would be ok if Sweet P wanted to continue next year.
I have to also admit that I was completely unprepared for the insanity that is beautification. I had never even heard of the Hairagami for crying out loud!
Fortunately, our neighbor gave me all of the good tips (even mentioning that some parents give their dancers post-performance flowers). Shew.
So we're ready for next year. It's a good thing, too, because Sweet P wants to add jazz dance to her repertoire.
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She is going to have so much fun! I still remember much of the first bit of jazz dance I learned in 7th grade when I took my first jazz class. It was to Salt 'n Pepa's "Push It." I actually think it would be called hip-hop these days, but what the hay! It was FUN!
Mom: I hope you'll be able to see a show one of these days. I think it was taped.
Suzanne: You're definitely going to have to bust a move for us the next time we meet!