Dance Recital Goodness

Yes, it was one of those moments (or hours I should say) that only a mother could fully enjoy.  Little perfectly primped ballerinas dancing er... moving across the stage, desperately trying to keep a smile on their faces while they tried to remember what their next step should be.  I think my favorite was when they would sneak a peek at their neighbor to get a clue as to what they should be doing.  Then they would copy what the neighbor just did never realizing that this caused them to always be a step behind - all while keeping that plastic smile on their darling faces.  And we as parents loved it - every missed step, saved fall, flyaway hair, and not-so dainty curtsy.  I felt a little bad for our boys and Terry's brother who came to watch. I think their countdown to the finish started after act 3!