Weekend Recap Wednesday: Performa-mania!

Last Friday, Ironflower and Lovebug had their school music concert. It was slightly more exciting than usual because Ironflower, in addition to singing with her grade level, performed with the hand chime choir as well. The whole thing was pretty adorable, except for the look on Ironflower's face. She had the same expression on her face as she does when we try to make her eat vegetables. I guess she's not exaggerating when she says she doesn't like singing.

She looked a little happier at her dance recital dress rehearsal, at least. When she wasn't worried about the steps, anyway. She was certainly more excited about going to it and hanging out with her dance friends.

I barely have any pictures from the concert, let alone ones with just my kid. So you'll have to imagine this face completely miserable to get the full idea.

Lovebug, however, had a little more fun at the concert. Thank goodness. 

He was more like this. But like I said, I do not have any good pictures from the actual concert.

It wasn't until after she watched the video that I'd recorded of her dress rehearsal that she really decided to smile during her performance. She was amazing. 

At Least I Can Stop Buying Tap Shoes Now

This weekend was Ironflower's  dance recital. She performed a tap number to "New York, New York" and a jazz number to "Fun, Fun, Fun". Naturally she looked absolutely gorgeous and completed all the steps well.

But the expression on her face most of the time?

Kinda miserable.

And the timing of the well-executed steps?

Kinda off.

I have watched my girl dance around the house since she could stand up. I have seen her find the beat of the songs she loves as she jumps around. I have the pre-K graduation t-shirt that says she wants to be a ballerina when she grows up.  But I also have to face the facts: Ironflower doesn't want to dance anymore. She didn't enjoy performing in the recital. She doesn't enjoy going to class.

I thought I'd have a few more adorable pictures before she'd quit dancing. I thought she wouldn't be that grown up yet.

I am so proud of her, because even though she didn't enjoy any of it, she did her best and didn't complain. She's never fussed about going to class, either, just told me that she'd rather do other things next year. Even though I offered to send her to the school where some of her kindergarten buddies go. Even though I said that next year, she could choose ballet or jazz or tap. Even though it's kinda breaking my heart.

I mean, Lovebug even told her he was excited to see her dance. And how cute is this picture? 

There'd better be some cuteness opportunities during soccer and gymnastics next year, that's all I gotta say.