Confessions of a Craft Addict

My daughter is full of surprises.

That sweet little Miss L has a touch of the shy. It takes her a while to warm up to people, and she usually reacts with unhappy sounds and a buried head in my shoulder or leg when someone new talks to her. With that head full of blond curls, those big blue eyes and the face of an angel, she tends to attract attention — much to her chagrin.

So it was with a bit of trepidation that I approached today and her first ballet recital. Would she cry? Would she run off the stage? Would she even dance?

My tiny ballerina — the youngest and smallest in her class — pranced out on stage with her five friends and proceeded to charm the audience with her antics. That little stinker danced, although not the same steps as the rest of her class. No, she spun and twirled and posed and occasionally tried to convince one of her buddies that she was on the wrong spot.

Y’all, I was laughing so hard, tears were running down my cheeks. Thank goodness Honey had a hanky!

At the end, Miss L was the last to remain on stage, her moment in the spotlight yielding a round of applause just for her. My shy little bunny loved every minute of it.

Tags: ballet recital, dancer, shyness