Ballet in the house
I *finally* took Honey Girl to her first ballet lesson.
I had Little Lady and Big Boy with me. I had coached myself into how to keep the sibs NOT taking ballet busy while Honey Girl got her lesson in. But you know what happened? Big Boy asked if he could do it too. He was taken by the big room, the mirrors, and the bars. I asked the teacher and she welcomed him with open arms to give it a shot in bare feet and street clothes.
He was amazing.
He Loved it.
Honey Girl had a blast and a half... of course she was doing her own thing much of the time, but the teacher enjoyed her too.
So now I have two dancers in my home. Who knows how long it will last, but it's quite cool.
Big Boy really impressed me. To say he was a "natural" seems silly, but wow. Who knew? At the bar, he just went into this zen-like state and was so strong and graceful, my jaw dropped. It was like he grew three inches and all his muscles were rippling.
I of course reported this to the family with much glee. We're all "very excited". My mom has already gone out to buy him his black ballet shoes.. and Honey Girl her pink and pink and pink shoes, tights and leo.... and tutu. Big Boy goes in sweats and a t-shirt. Lucky boy.
I am getting the benefit of Ballet now. I'm hoping it helps Honey Girl find her center, her feet, and a sense of discipline. For Big Boy... wow... he will gain an even greater sense of where his body is in space and become even more agile. All this can only add to any other athletic endeavor they decides to take on.
I continue to learn to check all of my issues at the door when my kids express a new interest. I take a deep breath, make the phone calls, walk them in the door... and they amaze me every freakin' time! I have yet to say no to an interest... although I gotta say.. cheerleading will definitely hit a wall.... ;-)