My 7 year old had danced, sang and played music as part of her schools activities more times than I could count with my 2 hands. My second child is going to be just as active and so will the youngest too I am sure, when she starts school.
Accommodating their practice sessions and performances are exhausting but I take it in stride because I want them to remember school as fun too. And at this point, performing in school means putting on striking costumes, fancy hairdo, make-up and they simply adored it all!
Of course it helps that they are talented – which I used to think came genetically from me (because it can’t be from their father).
Until the admittedly tricky (but one which I was so confident of getting the hang of) Magunatip dance stumped me recently.
While she, despite being her very first try, took to it easily.
I wanted to blame my uncooperative legs on that glass of wine I had at that time but it sounded lame against my husband’s explanation : my daughter is a dancing veteran and “How many times have YOU performed on stage?” – he asked me, pointedly.
Yes, I shall do just what he told me to do next time : leave quietly when she is dancing and let her take the spotlight.