we packed her mommy-made ballet bag with the essentials: spare tights, ballet slippers, extra bobby pins and extra hair clips.
her class was full of other little girls in black leotards and pink tights ready to dance. we said our good-byes, and as i sat outside the classroom catching short glimpses of little girls fluttering and jumping around i couldn't help but feel excited for her again.
dance has been such a big part of my life that i can't help but hope that it will be the same for emma (and lani too). i mean, i definitely don't want to be like a crazy dance mom or anything like that, but if she truly does