I’m pretty much the proudest mom ever.
I know every mom must feel like that when they see their child perform on stage or play a sport or even draw a picture. Last night Michael and I had the joy of watching Elena in her first dance recital. On the way there, I spent the whole car ride preparing her for what would happen. When the time came for her to go on stage, I watched her thrive. She actually performed the dance that she had been learning for the past 6 weeks, and she did it well! I was surprised, proud, excited, and overjoyed. When I went to get her from back stage she said “I want to dance again!” She loved it.
She was able to preform two numbers. A tap and a ballet. She loved every minute of it. And so did we.
I remember it seemed like an eternity for Elena to turn six months. This time around I feel like six months flew by. It was just yesterday that I was in the delivery room with Elias and now he is eating baby food.
We tried avocado first. He liked the idea of eating, but didn’t really like the eating part. He would be so excited to get another spoonful of food, but as soon as it was in his mouth he regretted his eagerness. I tried squash next. It was no better. After two weeks of trying solids, he really only likes cereal. It’s a start.
In two days Elena starts dance classes. She will be doing ballet, tap and tumbling. I could not be more excited for her. She has loved dancing since she learned to walk. I am so proud to see her growing up.
I don’t know if she will always like to dance or even want to continue dance classes as she gets older, but for now I will soak up the joy in her eyes as she puts on her dress and shoes and dances so delicately.