may 16, 2014 by Nama
i loved my mamma years of Star War figures and football cards, but there is nothing like an ocean of Pixie Ballerinas in a rainbow of tutus to put a smile on your face.
Last evening as i drove Blessing to dress rehearsal #3 she said , very seriously…
“Mom, I need to talk to you about something.”
“Okay, what is it?”
“Could you please not be THAT mom, that is at the front of the stage taking pictures?”
“i am sorry if that is hard for you, but no, i cannot, NOT be THAT mom . Your daddy works very hard to give you dance , we are very proud of you and we DO get to have pictures.”
“Come on mom, i just really need you to be a normal mom ! ” (i hear this alot)
Sorry sweet girl, we detoured off the path of normal so long ago i can’t even remember where normal was taking us or why we wanted to go there.
i miss this little blonde ballerina 
but what joy to watch Kaydra pass along all she has learned at MDU.
A portion of that joy was directly related to the impossibility of Kaydra getting all 15 of these little guys to do anything she asked them to do in synchronization . Oh. My. Energy… on that stage !!!
