Today we had dance class, the second to the last before the recital!
Betsy isn’t always with the other girls on the dance, but she knows the steps. Today when they brought the parents in to watch them dance Betsy just sat on the floor and sulked, which made me pretty anxious about what the recital will hold for her. I was pretty upset. I had some less than stellar parenting moments in the hours that followed, all stemming from my attitude about what had happened at dance. Later when I talked to Kate about it I felt better, not that she would be the star of the show or even perform at all, but that I had overreacted and needed to not take it so seriously. She’s not even 4. It’s not a big deal. My mantra until the recital.
This afternoon we drove to Austin to spend the weekend with Kate and Steve.
