Hey kids, wasn't I proud of you just yesterday? I have to be proud again today?
OK, so I realized I rarely mention my middle child on this blog. I'm always yammering on about Miss M's misadventures and C. Louise's teen fabulosity, but I've barely introduced the tween. (One reason is my stupid naming conventions to protect their identities...I don't like "Miss N" - I didn't like Miss C either so it became C. Louise. I didn't go with the old Not ___ with my kids names, for some reason. mmmm. I'm tired. Have you dozed off yet?)
So, what's-her-name had her first dance recital tonight. It was fun and she was cute as can be, dressed in red and dancing hip hop. It was the last event in a week that included my attendance at a field trip, parent day, an orchestra concert, a rehearsal and the recital. I was proud of my kids every step of the way, even of the one who shall not be named.
This is my rock and roll love letter to you.
1 week ago