One of my girls favorite activities is to go to their Nana’s house. She feeds them green yogurt, pops them ‘light butter” popcorn, puts apple juice in 25 year-old cow mugs, puts on a VHS movie, gives them stickers, but most importantly, let’s them explore their Aunt Anne’s bedroom. You see, Aunt Anne was a dancer and in her old bedroom there are several dance pictures, posters, and most importantly, the shrine of old ballet shoes dangling from a ribbon in a far corner. Each time the girls are in this room they ask their Nana, no, they BEG their Nana to bring down the shoes for them to see. Occasionally she will bring a pair down for them to look at. They become entranced by the shoes. Now, their mother was not, never was interested, nor even remotely capable of floating like a dancer. And the thought never occurred to me (despite this persistent interest my daughters had in Anne’s dance clothing/shoes for the past 2 years), that they might enjoy a little ballerina outfit with leotards.
Well, one day while at Target (my favorite store in this world where I make most of my frivolous purchases). I came across some inexpensive ballerina clothing. My girls were with me and I asked them if they would like some pretty dancing clothes. You would have thought it was Christmas. They came home squealing, changed their clothes immediately, and floated around my house for days. They even took my CD player and played a CD called Beethoven’s Wig given to me by my sister-in-law Kathryn and danced to it. Sophie still begs daily to wear her dance clothing. They are so cute.
So now, I have come to the realization that I have two very girly girls who love make-up, cute clothing, my one pair of high heels, and dancing. I might learn a few things about being more girly/ladylike from them. For now, they sure are cute little dancers.