My Big Girl has dance on Mondays. She’s currently taking ballet and jazz. Jazz is her jam, which makes sense because she’s always been a sassy girl. I mean, what six year old do you that requests the Heavy D station on Pandora to get her pumped up for school? I digress. This past week as she waited for her dance class to begin, I studied her:
She is poised.
She is beautiful.
She is growing up.
I had a moment, like a scene from This is Us where I flashed back to her first day at dance four and a half years ago and the day her tights were ripped to shreds but she danced anyway. I thought about so many moments from arabesque and tandus on stage to watching her whip as we freestyle at home. Wherever she dances and whatever the style, I love to witness how FREE she is when the beat drops. So, on this Throwback Thursday, I look back on Big Girl’s four year dance career. Won’t you look back with me…