thesortahousewife

We got a call on Thursday night from B's dance teacher.  A girl dropped out, they had a competition Saturday morning, and they needed a fill in.  B would be able to practice with the teacher and her daughter on Friday and maybe once or twice with the team the morning of the competition.  To say I was hesitant would be a gross understatement.  That's a LOT to learn, moreso when you have to learn it with no team.  Going out and competing takes confidence, how scary to have very little mental prep time and really be winging it.  Third, what if she was awful and bombed it for the team!  I decided to hand it to Bryn.  I explained it all and asked her what she thought.  My intuitive mini adult must have read through my excited face and into my anxiety.  She said "Mom, if (teacher) have faith in me, I have faith in me!"  Now, either she's been watching way too much dramatic Disney tween shows or she's just plain awesome.  I'm betting it's the former but I'm going pretend it's the latter.

I pretended I didn't see all the "no video taping" signs and didn't hear the "no video taping" announcements and 'accidentally' held my phone in my hand as I leaned on the chair in front of me during her dance.  She starts on the far left of the screen, on the end of the back row.  Only one time she got ahead of herself and got in the wrong place, but for her  First Dance Competition with basically no practice, I'd say she didn't pretty darn well!

Guess who took third place in their division!