I skipped yoga last night so I could attend Bryce Eleanor's open house at her dance studio. My face ached from smiling during the 30 minutes of so watching 2-3 year old ballerinas. My heart sent thankful messages to the teachers who manage to get any kind of coordination and attention from the tiny divas with short attention spans, loads of energy, and wondrous enthusiasm!
It was such an uplifting experience to watch them try to follow instructions, look around to see what their neighbors were doing, find themselves in the mirror and then become utterly lost in their own reflections. They were beautiful and funny and clumsy and poised and completely engaged (although sometimes only with their own little worlds).
|Elizabeth looks so graceful; B. E. looks as if she might take off.|
It was a delight, a joy. It was better than a recital where, in spite of the lovely costumes, you are at a distance. This was more about how the teachers reach their little students and encourage them. This was play with a purpose. This was watching two young women instill a love of music and dance in a normally rowdy group of little girls.
|Flowers for B.E. and Elizabeth.|
I forgot my camera, but Amelia took lots of pictures. These are our two stars, Bryce Eleanor and Elizabeth.