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Dancing Queen

I've been neglecting my blog. No good excuse, just been lazy. Last week was a blur of snot and crying. Those boys were SICK and in very bad moods. I was exhausted. It didn't help the weather was sucky to. It's kind of sucky this week as well, but those boys are better. Now my dog, Bailey, is barfy. It's pretty gross. The vet didn't have any available appointments today so we are "watching" her today and if she is still sick taking her tomorrow. Watching her do what? Beats me. Barf I guess. We don't have a kennel so I am keeping her outside. That is two fold. She seems pretty content out there and I don't have to clean up the mess. Besides, she is safe from the blitz attack by Shrek and Donkey.
Back to the main point of my blog. The Diva had her BIG RECITAL on Saturday. If you know Diva you know this was a VERY.BIG.DEAL. She has been talking, practicing and dreaming of dancing on "the big stage" for months now. The day finally arrived. She started asking at sunrise if it was time for her recital that day. She had practice that morning. Then she had to wait HOURS for recital time. Nana and Papa arrived, Aunt B arrived...it was all very exciting. I had a babysitter to come and watch "the brudders." That would be way to much to handle. Diva got dressed in her sparkly outfit. She insisted we wait for Aunt B to fix her hair. I was not allowed to touch it. The icing on the cake was that she got to wear makeup. Aunt B had to do that too since I couldn't do it as good as her. Putting mascara on a 4 year old is not my idea of a good time. 
We all paraded to the recital. I took Diva back stage to sit with the other dancers. She barely told me bye. We watched the other classes do their dances. There were a few girls that were stricken with stage fright and ended up standing on stage or crying. 
Not Diva. She pranced her little tail out there and danced with all her might. The child is a born performer. The more people clapped and cheered the more she boogied. There was only one brief pause to pick her nose and it was right back to dancing. After the show she got flowers and to stay up late. It was such an exciting day. 






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