Today I watched my baby girl dance competitively for the last time. As the performance ended (which was great), she started to cry, so I did too, of course. What a journey dance has been for us since that first Creative class the summer after she turned three to now, two months before her 22nd birthday. Daddies come to recitals and competitions and write checks, but a lifetime of dance belongs to a girl and her mama. What times weve had! ll
Posted on: Mon, 19 Jan 2015 02:41:51 +0000
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