Here's my little ballerina girl after her first and last ballet recital. (why no pictures of her during the performance, you ask? Because I ALWAYS forget my camera, that's why.)
We got her progress report, and I pored over it like it was a real report card - all 5's, I was so proud of her.
Okay, it was almost all 5's.
The first thing I noticed about her report was that it was COVERED in writing. Front and back.
It doesn't take front and back to say, "good job!"
She got almost all 5's. One little problem. According to the report, she's not flexible at all. And her teeny little hips rotate in, not out. Evidently very important stuff in ballerina-ville.
I was so sad for her! Nobody wants to be told that their child can't do something!
But, what can you do? So, I built a bridge and got over it.
Okay, so I built a bridge and am now standing at one side looking at all the mature people on the other side.
It's a start.
Fortunately, Sophie informed me the week of her recital that she didn't want to do ballet anymore. She wants to do tap.
The shoes "make more sound."
I wonder how flexible your hips have to be ...