Showing posts with label my girls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my girls. Show all posts
Popping In...Just for a Minute
Hi there my pink peeps! I am just popping in to let you know that all is well in my little part of the world. We are winding down the school year and then summer will be upon us with all her glory. I cannot wait! I will be away for most of June while I am training some very lucky teachers who will be learning all about Thinking Math, so my summer will officially begin on July 4th. What a great way to celebrate our independence! I plan to be beachy keen most days and pajama clad on most nights. Little Miss is gearing up for her final dance competition of her life and she is so sad... I know great dancing things are on the horizon, but convincing her is not going well. Big Miss is working away at her internship and getting ready to graduate next spring! Can you believe it? Didn't I just drop her off at college? I know you remember that heartache I felt when I had to leave my little, yet big, girl all the way over there in far far away college land. Who knew time would fly so quickly! Well that's it for now. I hope to update at least once a month, if not twice. Fingers crossed! Just because I can, here is a picture of my cute pup, Shelby:
Dancing, Driving, and Daughters
Dancing:
As you have read in earlier posts this week, I had the pleasure of taking my youngest to her first college dance auditions this week. FSU on Wednesday, USF today. The jury is still out on whether or not she will make the programs, but the experience was worth it (my words, not hers). She didn't like the program at FSU, not the college, just the program. Her personality doesn't seem like it would be a good fit for what they portray dancers to be in their program. It was more about who you know, which is always a hard lesson for our kids, but a lesson, nonetheless. It is a shame because she really wanted to go to FSU, but it doesn't look like she will choose their program if she is in fact chosen. USF, not a contender, until today. She loved it, go figure. They actually let us watch the group auditions, so I was in dance mom heaven. She felt at home (I hate that phrase, I want her at my home, forever) and I guess that is what we want for our babies, to feel at home when they are not home... Oh, I don't know, that sounds stupid, but it's a fact. Home away from home. We still have more auditions to go, so let's see where God places her.
Driving:
I drove, the whole time, listening to ONE DIRECTION. What is a 17 year old doing obsessing over a boy band for goodness sakes? I now know all the words to every single one of their songs and I think she thinks she is marrying Niall, but we haven't told him yet. If that's the case, she should let him know, maybe he can drive her to the next round of auditions. Maybe she won't have to go to college, he will just pay for her to dance on stage while he sings. He might even be able to get her to learn how to drive and get her license so I can hang up my taxi sign forever.
Daughters:
I loved spending this week with her, it was amazing. We laughed, we cried, we fought (of course we fought, it wouldn't be a mother/daughter trip without a good fight) and she told me some of her secrets. She thinks they were secrets, so we will just go with that... We spent time with Big Miss on Sunday before we journeyed to auditions so I had a double dose of daughters this week, it was a good week. I also got to see my goddaughter for the first time in 5 years, she was auditioning at both schools too and we didn't even know! They had a great time with each other and are already planning to be roommates should they choose the same school.
This was a great week, I hope our drive home tomorrow is quick. At least I will have One Direction to keep me company!
As you have read in earlier posts this week, I had the pleasure of taking my youngest to her first college dance auditions this week. FSU on Wednesday, USF today. The jury is still out on whether or not she will make the programs, but the experience was worth it (my words, not hers). She didn't like the program at FSU, not the college, just the program. Her personality doesn't seem like it would be a good fit for what they portray dancers to be in their program. It was more about who you know, which is always a hard lesson for our kids, but a lesson, nonetheless. It is a shame because she really wanted to go to FSU, but it doesn't look like she will choose their program if she is in fact chosen. USF, not a contender, until today. She loved it, go figure. They actually let us watch the group auditions, so I was in dance mom heaven. She felt at home (I hate that phrase, I want her at my home, forever) and I guess that is what we want for our babies, to feel at home when they are not home... Oh, I don't know, that sounds stupid, but it's a fact. Home away from home. We still have more auditions to go, so let's see where God places her.
Driving:
I drove, the whole time, listening to ONE DIRECTION. What is a 17 year old doing obsessing over a boy band for goodness sakes? I now know all the words to every single one of their songs and I think she thinks she is marrying Niall, but we haven't told him yet. If that's the case, she should let him know, maybe he can drive her to the next round of auditions. Maybe she won't have to go to college, he will just pay for her to dance on stage while he sings. He might even be able to get her to learn how to drive and get her license so I can hang up my taxi sign forever.
Daughters:
I loved spending this week with her, it was amazing. We laughed, we cried, we fought (of course we fought, it wouldn't be a mother/daughter trip without a good fight) and she told me some of her secrets. She thinks they were secrets, so we will just go with that... We spent time with Big Miss on Sunday before we journeyed to auditions so I had a double dose of daughters this week, it was a good week. I also got to see my goddaughter for the first time in 5 years, she was auditioning at both schools too and we didn't even know! They had a great time with each other and are already planning to be roommates should they choose the same school.
This was a great week, I hope our drive home tomorrow is quick. At least I will have One Direction to keep me company!
I Break, When They Are Broken
The hardest part about being a mommy for me, has and always will be watching my children cry because of something that is out of my control. Both of my girls are dancers, they have been dancing since they were 3 years old. My oldest left dance last year because someone hurt her so much, it stole her passion for the art. So, her senior year went by, danceless. She left the team and unfortunately, left her sister on the team without her. This mommy lost her chance of seeing her girls dance together just one more time. Hopefully my big Miss will re-enter the world of dance while she is away at college. I know her heart wants it, her mind just has to catch up.
So today, little miss came home from dance intensives in tears. She is the junior co captain of the team this year and now she too feels that her passion is being squelched. It just seems that this team isn't at its best, again, and my little one doesn't want to suffer the growing pains of a new team with a new coach. So, she cried, a lot. I suffered, a lot. She doesn't want to quit, but she knows that she also doesn't want to stay on next year as a senior. You see, this daughter, this amazing girl, wants to dance on Broadway or for a professional Company at some point in her life. Time will tell..... In the meantime, I will have to be here to wipe the tears from her milky face and keep my tears inside, because I am the mommy and I have to make everything ok.
So today, little miss came home from dance intensives in tears. She is the junior co captain of the team this year and now she too feels that her passion is being squelched. It just seems that this team isn't at its best, again, and my little one doesn't want to suffer the growing pains of a new team with a new coach. So, she cried, a lot. I suffered, a lot. She doesn't want to quit, but she knows that she also doesn't want to stay on next year as a senior. You see, this daughter, this amazing girl, wants to dance on Broadway or for a professional Company at some point in her life. Time will tell..... In the meantime, I will have to be here to wipe the tears from her milky face and keep my tears inside, because I am the mommy and I have to make everything ok.
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