Dancing, Dancing, I Wish I Could Go Dancing

I have no idea where that came from, but my mom used to sing it to us all the time. ;)



Crackers started dance class with Tea - he used sit in the back with me and do all of the routines, so I signed him up. Bought him the cutest little black ballet shoes and away he went. There was a recital in June, but Crackers missed it as he was sick. Dad stayed home with him while mom was the stage mom again, so I don't have any video or pics of the recital. My mom did take some, but the lighting was horrible, so the best pics are of Tea in her makeup, which you have all seen before.





Sierra Nevada Ballet came into the school and worked with the kids for a couple of months on ballet as well. They did a small recital for the parents at the end of it.

Dance Recital

Tea had her second ever dance recital last night. I am going to attempt to post video. She was in the group dance for her class and then in a duet. Daddy forgot to hit record for the duet, so it is lost and gone forever, but here is the group dance video.

Daddy is not the best videographer, but, enjoy!

Here are stills from the recital:

With three of the four girls in the front row for the group dance. These are the girls that have been in the class the longest. I sewed those little pink plaid skirts - all ten of them!



In her duet, in the middle of the recital. She and her partner have been in the class since the last recital, and they were the only two girls that learned this dance - The Hopscotch Polka.

Dance Recital

Here they are . . . my mom was in charge of pictures, as my husband was in charge of video, as I was in charge of five little ballerinas. The kids did very well and considering that they were the third performance of an hour long recital, they were so very well behaved.

I think that Tea had the largest contingent there! There were: the four of us, of course; my parents; DH's mom; my sister and her husband and their four kids; DH's brother and his wife and their two kids; DH's sister; my best friend, her husband and their daughter; two of Tea's former preschool teachers; and, last but not least, her godmother.

Tea got flowers from her dad, Grandma and Tata (my mom) and she was thrilled. She went to bed that night with the flower that Tata gave her. It was a very pretty Dahlia from her garden, in a little water tube. I had to take it out of her hands and put it on the headboard so she wouldn't squish it.

The above picture is from the finale where all of the dancers were on stage. The below picture is Tea with my Dad (her Bubba) and her flowers.