If you read the post about the practice... here is the follow-up performance post.
Ells Bells (yes we call her that!... some times we call her "helly" too) was quite excited about her performance. I had to go early to set up a photo display, but Nana did a fabulous job getting her hair all fancy! Thanks Nana.
I love how it looks like she's floating. Let's hear it for the BOY!! She still does her dance around the house. I should download that song for her. Oh and John boy took these pictures and they are actually in focus!! wut wuuuut? He usually has the background in focus, so I'm so pleased he got some.
My little girlie wasn't feeling quite right. This was back when she was still on the steroids. She looked super cute, but wasn't herself. She went out on the Floor with Erica, but didn't want to do much dancing. She didn't really dance during the practice, so I wasn't expecting much... but she didn't want to look up and smile- which is something she really loves to do.
She was a good trier at the end, and I think this is a great first performance for my little girl. Someone asked to describe what things we never thought we would see her do. I am writing up a story about Mia right now (I'm not very good at assigned writing p.s.) :-) and this is one of those moments. I wish that someone could have shown me this day when we were waiting in the hospital for her to be given the sweetest gift. I NEVER imagined that she would one day be with a group of little girls her age out on the dance floor. It makes my heart so happy an I want to freeze the way I feel forever. Little things hit me from time to time. Today for example she was chosen to help hold an sign and then pick a match for Primary. Seeing Mia up in front of all the Primary holding that sign so happy and proud pretty much made me cry on the spot. Then she peeked over her arm to see if I was watching and the look on her face was the most honest expression of Joy. She felt so lucky and proud to be up there for her 30 second turn. I think I might have felt more lucky and proud watching her do it.
Speaking of proud moments. My dad pretty much felt like a champ getting to escort his daughter (moi) for the Waspette Spectacular. When I started this job back in Octoberish...we watched one of my old Waspette videos. My dad made me pause the video every time I was on the screen. He would say, "Is that mine?" If any dad ever had ownership of his daughters... it's my dad. At the end of the video it had pictures from previous years and my oldest sister (who was also a Waspette) was on there. I had to do the whole pause the video while he found "his" daughter on the screen. When the movie was over he sat back and said in a big sigh... "Those were the glory days!" I immediately laughed. During the video when it showed him escorting me out he gave three big cheers and followed it up with a "yes yes yes." You kind of have to know my dad to understand, but he can get peppy... if you will. I knew at the end of the year we would be holding this event and you can tell by the look on his face that he got to (for about 60 seconds) "re-live the glory days." I attribute a lot of my confidence in how proud my dad WAS of me. Thanks dad! Now that we live with him and my kids... all of his pride has surely flown out the window. :-)
For the last dance of the evening the girls insisted that Jordan and I dance with them. I feel like I can handle pretty any thing that is thrown at me, but let's be honest... I don't move like I used to. Much to my embarrassment I joined in the hip hop dance. I would pretty much to anything for these girls so they better know I love them! They literally had to drag us onto the floor (which was choreographed, but still.) It is a super fun dance, but I'm glad it is over. I think I developed an ulcer over the anxiety of performing. I would post the video, but to preserve my pride... I will not.
Even though I am old and "out of practice" that is not the case with Jordan. She could perform every dance with these girls no problem. That is her and I in the front doing what they call a "stall" - new term to me. Luckily I didn't have to do much.
Team HUG! This was a sad minute. Ten of these girlies are seniors and it was their last time performing. These girls put so much into this team, and saying goodbye is not easy. I am going to miss them so much. It will not be the same without them for sure.
There were some extra flowers so Ells and Abbs didn't miss a beat when they saw them sitting in the box. Ellie loves getting flowers after a performance.
Me and my two littles. I completely forgot to mention that while sitting in the stands after her performance Mia tossed her cookies everywhere... specifically ALL OVER MY CAMERA! That is why all of the pictures after her are crummy. My sweet Mia... she never got sick- I think she just drank waaaay to much and it all came back up. Sadly JB had to take her home so he missed my lovely thirty year old turn high school hip hop girl performance. Another day dear... another day. Probably not though. :-) I need to send my camera in for a focus issue... maybe they can give a deep cleaning while they're at it.
My friend (the one who did Mia's fabulous video) is in the process of making our Waspette video as well. I am currently in the process of making a career move to do what she does. Not that I technically have a career... I just love what she does. Here is a small portion of the video. It is so fun...I love it. After you watch it you'll know why I need to make the switch.
You Gotsta Be a Waspette of you Gotsta Go!! wooo wooo wooo YOU KNOW!