I've heard before that parents do for their childred what they wanted as children themselves. For me, that was dance class. I can remember desperately wanting to be a dancer as a child. (Forget for a moment that I was overweight and hopelessly uncoordinated.) Our family always played classical music during dinner, and I can remember leaving the dinner table to twirl around the family room until my parents absolutely insisted that I get in the bath. It was one of my favorite things to do.
Fast forward to parenthood, and a little girl in our household. One night many months ago I was home alone with T and needed a distraction. Somehow we ended up with PBS on TV and Angelina Ballerina came on. From that moment T was hooked. She has always loved to dance, but now she was obsessed with being a ballerina. I suppose I didn't discourage this at all with numerous ballet videos from toddlers to famous ballerinas.
|On the way to her first class|
|Thank goodness she loved it, and it looks like we may have many years of leaping and twirling in our future.|