I have returned from my daughter's dance competition in Louisville,Kentucky. It was fantastic! My daughter's team was awarded double platinum (the highest level) and won first place overall. You would not believe how excited she was! And she had the extra honor of being the one to collect the trophies and medals for the team.
I'll share a quick story about life backstage in the dressing rooms before I tell my knot story. So, I was with the girls in the dressing room while they were preparing to go on. My daughter decided to mess with her makeup case.
"Leave it alone," I said. "You're going to drop it and break it."
"Mom, I'm not going to break it."
Two seconds later, she dropped it. Eyeshadow spilled out onto the floor. It crumbled and left a powdered mess. Same thing with the blush. It took everything for me not to say, "I told you so!" Instead, I said, "Just clean it up!"
Meanwhile the other girls were runnning around, opening and closing the window shades. One girl would open, and the other would race to close it before the other was opened. I just shook my head. Finally, they turned an iPod on and started dancing to, "I'm Sexy and I Know It." You don't even want to know what that looked like!
Such is the life of a dance mom!
Now for the featured story.
I was standing at the bus stop with my eight-year-old son this morning, when I happened to look down at his shoes. "Dude, you need to tie your shoes."
"They are tied, Mama."
I stooped down to take a closer look. Yes, they were tied- in a long string of knots. "Why are your shoes tied like this?"
"Because it was fun," he answered. "Do you want to know how many knots I tied?"
"How many, Bubba?"
Great. "Can you untie them?"
"No," he said. "You do it."
I shook my head and stooped down. It was not easy untying them, especially because he was rather squirmy. When I was almost done, he turned so that his tush was near my face, and let out a little gas.
"Bubba!" I yelled.
He giggled and ran off. "Thanks, Mama!"
LOL after your daughter got all those medals, he just wanted to give you a little reward tooReplyDelete
Ha! I could've done without that one!Delete
This made me smile, My daughter when younger did dancing and won many medals. This brought back some happy memories.ReplyDelete
Good! Hey, I attempted to visit your new site yesterday, and had trouble getting on. I'll try again today. Google Chrome is being a real pain for you, isn't it? :)Delete
I heard your music today, but didn't see your post. Maybe one of these days it'll all work!Delete
Well done to your daughter on her dancing.ReplyDelete
The entire team did an incredible job! It was well-deserved!Delete
Life in your house must be so much fun! Love the stories. Boys will be boys, huh? ;)ReplyDelete
It's a riot at my pad! And yes, boys will be boys!Delete
Congrats to your daughter! ☺ReplyDelete
I'll pass your message on to her. She's still flying high from that experience!Delete
Congratulations to your daughter! Boy have I had the "I told you so" moments with my kids too, lol. And your knot story made me laugh. Haha, boys . . . :DReplyDelete
I think my boy is exceptionally crazy!Delete
Kids! You gotta love them!ReplyDelete
That's for sure!Delete
I never would have pinned you for a Dance Mom! Sounds fun, though :)ReplyDelete
Yep, I'm a dance mom - but a nice one :)Delete
LOL....kids are great, aren't they? :DReplyDelete
Yes, they are! :)Delete
Yep, that's the thanks you get from kids! I'm happy for you and your daughter. It is great they came in first! My niece took dancing when she was around 5 but she quit and said, "Auntie, they are all just a bunch of strangers!"ReplyDelete
My daughter was ecstatic!Delete
Congrats on the dance competition.ReplyDelete
Boys and gas...they go hand in hand (-:
You've got that right!Delete
Remember when you failed at fixing your daughter's hair? Or is that my imagination? Well, I seem to recall that you ended up passing. Just think: If you hadn't passed, they wouldn't have won first place. Everything rested in your hairdressing hands. I think back on all the knots in Favorite Young Man's shoe laces, and I wish I had said, You knotted them; you untie them. But like you, I guess I was nice. And I probably got gas in my face more than once.ReplyDelete
Welcome back. I missed you.
Yay! You're back, too! I was looking for you, and for some reason I couldn't find you in the blogosphere. I must've taken a wrong turn. :) And yes, they won first place because of my amazing hair fixing and makeup application skills. LOL!Delete
Ha! He sounds like he had a little plan going, and a big congrats on the dance competition! I can only imagine the chaos behind the scenes~ReplyDelete
You would not believe the chaos! ;)Delete
Congrats to your daughter's team! It sounds completely insane backstage, haha. As for your knots story...LOL! Guess none of us can expect nothing less from a boy, huh? XDReplyDelete
Boys will be boys!Delete
The joys of being a dance Mom. I'm sure your daughter will look back years from now and have the fondest memories, congrats on the dance competition. Haha, such a cheeky boy. :) That was indeed a surprise. :)ReplyDelete
LOL! And not one I wanted!Delete
A gas of a rewardReplyDelete
Yes, it was the double gas untie the knot award. First place!Delete
omgosh--ya can't make this stuff up huh sherry :)---how well i remember those dance days back stage :)ReplyDelete
When you get a bunch of teens and tweens together, you never know what's going to happen! I blame it on underdeveloped brains. ;)Delete
CONGRATS to your daughter and the other girls. : )ReplyDelete