springdellgirl

Forget Soccer Moms...make way for Ballet Moms

Ballet, Ballet, Ballet. Our family's life is scheduled around ballet. If we aren't at home, chances are, we are at ballet, going to ballet, or coming home from ballet. Tomorrow is Friday and that is exciting because ballet is done for the week. This is Reilly's 7th year. It's hard to believe she has been dancing that long. The dance studio feels like our second home. We've been coming to this particular dance studio since Kameron was 10 months old. Ailey and Kameron have friends that they meet up with there...Kameron hangs out with quite a little posse of ballet brothers. They play for hours while waiting for their sisters.

The number of ballet moms who stay for the entire class is dwindling. I am one of the few remaining holdouts. Reilly loves the studio...the older girls bring their dinners to the studio. They do their homework and eat their dinners all while stretching in between classes. Reilly can't wait until she is old enough to do it too. Her birthday is next month and all she wants is to attend a ballet workshop that they are holding. This year the stress level has increased dramatically. She is in regular ballet 2 days a week and pre-point one day a week. Once they are in pre-point they can start auditioning for certain things now. Two weeks ago the Nutcracker auditions were held in our town. Reilly's instructors really wanted her to audition. They felt that it would be great practice for her. Apparently most girls don't make it the first year they audition and Reilly was no different. Tears were shed but nothing a vanilla frosty couldn't cure. :) She came out of that experience even more determined and dedicated. Ballet isn't just a fun little hobby anymore...this year we are on a whole different level.

I don't know where she gets her talent...certainly NOT from me. I took ballet briefly as a kid and then quit. Then in college my best friend, Tiffany, and I took two very SAD semesters of it. I had it in my mind that I was an untapped talent...uh...no. We were HORRIBLE. But we did get a lot of mileage with the boys from donning our dance wear and telling people we were off to ballet at BYU. :) Anything to impress the boys!