Mix one great dance recital with one proud mom and two terrific photographers, and you end up with one tough job–how to select a few choice shots from over 200 excellent photos.
I have posted more perspectives and angles on Facebook than my friends can perhaps stand, but I have neglected my “peeps” in Blogland! I certainly would not want you to feel left out!! (wink)
This year’s recital found me especially reminiscent about the kids, where we started, and where we are. Since a picture is allegedly worth 1,000 words, I will share my heart via photos.
Our youngest was a wee tot several years ago. This is one of her first recitals, and she was never intimidated by the stage.
She has now blossomed enough that one of the photographers, a long-time friend, did not recognize her until halfway through his picture-taking. Her tumbling and flexibility were not on display much this year (though she holds her leg up well in the final shot below), but she stands tall in her own right alongside her brother…
and works that stage like a runway model.
And our son? He literally soared.
Watching him lift several young ladies in this year’s recital also took me back–all the way to 2009, when these two giggled at the thought of being this close.
And now? Well, let’s just say he’s not giggling anymore.
This was my 15th dance recital. And after 15 years of hair, make-up, costume quick changes, alterations, and subsequent exhaustion, you would think that I would be happy to close the door on that event and step refreshed into summer. Yet, I loved that the performances become more spectactular each year, and I still feel blessed to be some small part of it.