Woah, woah, woah. In my anxiousness to get the blogging ball rolling I just blew past the second half of June and right to the 4th of July. My bad. I hate when I post out of order, but at this point I've reached "get it done" mode and it's just going to happen how it happens (run-on sentences and all).
The last couple weeks of school were full of dance activities. The final classes, picture day, dress rehearsal, and finally culminating in the BIG recitals. Yes. Recitals. There were two.
First up, picture day:
Thankfully it doesn't show too much, but we were a train wreck. Everyone was tired and cranky and just not interested in standing still or being nice. You'd think (the girls at least) would be so excited to get all dressed up, etc. They were not. But, like I said, you can barely tell in the finished product:
The next week was dress rehearsal. First time on the big stage with the lights and all is always exciting.
Amos' costume for his second dance, btw:
Nan and Pop Horne made a special trip out to be here in time for the recital, and while they might have had some slight doubts when they found out they'd be sitting through two separate shows, it was awesome to have them there.
The girls' show was first, so just the three of us headed over to the auditorium first. Cute little divas.
Their opening number was "Frozen." All of the kids have the same opening number, so Amos danced with the girls during their show, and the girls danced with Amos during his. Special times to have them all out there together.
The girls' tap number was "Aladdin." They loved their pink outfits.
Of course there were flowers for the performers:
One of the things I love very most about our dance experience was the
kids' opportunity to be brave. To just get out there and do it. And do it they did.