Sydney and Maia love their dance classes. They are both excited for the new semester, new songs, new costumes, and new moves. And I love seeing them tap into their inner butterfly.
On Wednesday I told Sydney she had to get ready for dance. And then on an impulse I told Sam to get ready, too. I told him I signed him up this semester and he had class in an hour. "Really?" He wore a scrunched up is-this-for-real-or-are-you-messing-with-me smile. "Really." "Okay...?" he said cautiously. Then let-me-get-this-straight "you signed me up? without asking me?" "Yup, I thought you'd like to get some dance moves." "I already know how to dance." Pause. "Am I the only boy?" Yup. Long pause. "What am I going to wear?" "You know, like at the Nutcracker. Go try on Syd's tights and see if there are some that fit." "No way." "Soccer shorts then." Long pause. "I'm only doing it if Spencer does it." "Okay, call him." Leaves to find the phone. By the way, I happen to know nobody is home at Spencer's house. Returns, "Spencer is not home and I don't really want to do it." "Just try it for a while...5 weeks at least." This goes on for a while. Maia can't stand it anymore. "You KNOW she's joking Sam. She didn't sign you up for dance." "Did you, mom?" "Of course, I don't know why Maia is saying that." It goes on for another long while. My tone of voice gets increasingly facetious, but he is still hooked on the line. Maia is going crazy. Sam starts asking "are you kidding or not?" And I say "what do you think?" "I want to hear you say you are kidding." "Okay, I'm kidding." He leaves the room, a good ten minutes pass, then he returns. "Well, could I do dance?"
"Sorry dude."
Joke's over, readers. Now for the sad commentary: Oh, Sammy. I wish society would let you dance like a butterfly, just like your sisters, but it just ain't gonna happen. Part of me would love to go to bat and be that mom, but a bigger part of me knows that you don't know what you're getting yourself into there. Mommy knows best.
15 comments:
Those pictures are so precious! Makes me want to sign Hazel up...
Poor Sam. Your mom's right, stick to soccer.
That is just hilarious! Do you mind if I steal your joke and try it on Mason?
Well I must confess all my boys took tap while in there youth. I came from a dancing family even my dad danced. So......Lets hear it for the boys
Opps that last one was PAula not Michelle
Sam will be a cool dancer like his Dad, but not ballet.
Boys are always in hot demand for ball room dancing. And, tap is considered more on the macho end of things. Girls love a good dancer!
Funny because not more than 20 minutes ago Cole asked me if he could do "dude ballet." Sam is a good sport to not get really upset at you.
That's hilarious! I love the pictures. It's amazing how much better the girls have gotten over the past couple of years.
I loved your lesson today!
You are hysterical Brenda! That is so funny.
I know a good counselor. I'm less worried about Sam than you ;-)
I love it. You should mention to Heidi that possibly a "BOYS ONLY" class might do well.
Someone has to lift up those beautiful ballerinas...I agree though...not sure if I could let my son do it. Kudos the the mom's who can!
Hi Brenda. I love the pictures of the girls dancing. Where are they performing? Thanks for visiting my blog and leaving comments--they are the first. Your blog inspired me to start and keep going!
I thought you were more open-minded, Brenda. You know, I'm married to a dancer of all sorts and it makes life fun. We hope to take a class together soon in some kind of ballroom dancing. It's so fun--I'm sad for all the boys out there who never learn to dance. I'm not saying ballet is the answer, but boys should definitely get to learn to dance. They include it in P.E. here and my boys love it!
I have mixed emotions about this one. There are lots of boy dancers that make it big and are dancing happily on their piles of moola. I however probably side with you and would encourage a sport of a different sort. I like Darilyn's idea of an "all boys" dance class, or maybe not. Hmmm....
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