First Blog

Hello everyone! I just thought I would try out this blog thing. I know I have a lot of friends at church that are faithful in keeping everyone up to date via their blogs, so I thought I would try!

Hmmmm, where to start. Well Jacoba had dance last night. It is amazing to me how 4 and 5 year olds can actually pay attention for 30 minutes and learn an activity, when they actually want to. Jacoba loves dance. She is very excited each week when she finds out that dance is the next day. She has not quite grasped the concept that it will happen each week. When we leave dance each Thursday, she always ask me if dance is over. I always respond with, well dance is over for tonight and you will have it again next Thursday. She gets so excited as if this the first time she ever heard it! I have to say that I think her dance teacher is a saint. She has 15 kids and only one assistant. Now if you don't have any experience with dance slippers, they are constantly coming untied. One of the other parents made the comment last night that the assistant should be called the official shoe tier, rather than dance assistant. He was right. She must have spent 20 of the 30 minutes of last night on her knees tying ballet slippers. I also have to say that I am truly blessed to have a wonderful little girl. She loves dance and listens to her teacher very well. I cannot say that is true for a set of twins that are in her class. At the beginning of the season the girls could not agree on which class to take, jazz or tap. So their parents decided that they would put them both into both classes for a few weeks and once they decide. Well of course 4 year olds cannot decide, so they have kept both girls in both classes. More power to them if they have the money. Well these little girls have two dance classes right back to back and Jazz is their second class. Well after about 10 minutes in Jazz class, they are at the door asking to go to the bathroom or asking if they can have apples after class. Their teacher's assistant is always gracious and politely escorts them back to the rest of the kids and tries to continue on with class. To make matters worse, the mother of the twins is overdue and they are taking the baby next week. So this poor mother has no patience for her girls asking questions about snack after dance. She finally told them last night if they come to the door again, they were leaving. That seemed to work! We shall see next week.

I have to admit, years ago I never thought I would have children and I definitely was not going to have a child in dance! Now, here I am with two step-kids and my sweet Jacoba and I can't imagine life any different. On top of that, I am trying to convince all the kids not to do sports. Jason and I both have bad knees because of the sports we played. Some how my brain has convinced me that they won't get as hurt doing dance or something else. As a fan of Dance with the stars, I should realize that they can get just as hurt! Look at Misty May-Trainer! Hello, great athlete blowing out her achilles tendon dancing! Scary!!! Dancing with the stars is a whole other story that I don't have the energy for at the moment!