Dancing Ballerinas

Bekah loves to dance. Put some music on and that girl bogies down! No surprise, she has been in ballet for a year now and really loves it... or so we are told. You see, we would never know that she loves ballet. Every time there is a recital, she runs crying to me and won't leave my lap/side/whatever she has attached herself to. (We call her "baby cling-on"... but I guess that is not appropriate anymore as she is not a baby but a preschooler. But then again, "preschooler cling-on doesn't have the same ring....) However, the ballet teacher assures us that Bekah loves the class. That at each class she is smiling and laughing. Well I thought that we would forever have to take her word on it, because we never see it... until this past recital.



It started out as a typical dance recital does with Bekah. She walked in with her class, smiled and waved, started the stretching exercises, and then it happened.. in went the thumb, up went the guard hand, and out came the big tears. She streaked across the floor to me, and would not leave my side no matter what anyone said. Of course I was thinking "Great. Just great. Yet another wonderful recital. If this is going to be too much for her, maybe we shouldn't do it anymore." This was during the warm up exercises where the girls were dancing, hoping, sashaying (is that a word???) across the floor. But once they started to do the actual dance routine, Bekah wanted to join in. Before I knew it, she was all smiles!



Amazing! She was happy, I was happy, it was roses and sunshine all around, and best of all I finally got some pictures of my dancing ballerina!

Starting the "Momma's Little Baby" dance



Preparing for free dancing



Waiting for her ribbon



Bekah and her teacher