Dance mom, part deux

Yesterday (which was Saturday) I got up at 5:30am. For ANOTHER dance competition. And for a split second I thought "No...nope...no way! We're not doing this today." But 0.52 seconds into my revolt, I remembered that I'm a grown up and I have to actually follow through on things I've committed to. And my mom … Continue reading Dance mom, part deux

Confessions of a reluctant dance mom

I live for Saturday mornings. Specifically the part where I get to sleep past 7:00. And if it's a rainy, stormy morning it's even better. So this morning when my alarm went off at 5:15 and I heard the thunder crashing, my soul cried bitter tears. Why in the world would my alarm be going … Continue reading Confessions of a reluctant dance mom