Thursday, April 28, 2016

Dread became fun

OK - I am a grumpy grandmother about some things.  I really do love seeing my grandchildren do their activities.  I am happy they are involved in activities.  But there are some things I really do not like to participate in for/with them.

One is baseball games.  I know, I am strange.  The American sport!  And I can't stand baseball.  I would rather watch paint dry.  So poor Reagan - I have never made one of his games.  I wanted to go to his football games last year, but it never worked out.  That was probably good because the fields where he played weren't completed.  There were no bleachers - no anything.

The other thing I really do not enjoy is the dance recital.  Granddaughter #3 had her recital on Saturday.  I had forgotten (convenient memory, I guess so) until I got a text.  Bless her heart, my daughter in law even had sent out invitations, but with our iffy mail service, mine didn't arrive.

I knew I had to go.  Those last three are sort of like the younger kids in a large family - they don't get as much attention.  They are just getting into activities, so I don't feel so badly, but I am making a real effort to attend as much as possible.  Their activities are a little harder too because they live further away (12 miles).

I attended GD #1 and GD #2's dance recitals.  The first was OK - but long, and at night.  The second was last spring, a long way away, and in a region that had just experienced its first flooding issue.  It was the cute littles interspersed with some really good dancers, but also some of the older ones who were as graceful as elephants flopping around the stage.  I.  Was. Not. Impressed.  I hated it, in fact, and couldn't wait to get out - over three hours later.

But this one was cute.  It was all littles.  It is like watching a T-ball game.  You never know what they are going to do.  I am sure some of the parents were wondering just why in the heck they spend all those dollars on the costumes when their daughter wouldn't even stay on stage, but they were absolutely precious.

One little girl was the "star" even though she never danced a step during the recital.  Her routine came up.  The curtains opened and the music began and she ran off-stage.  Immediately.  The second routine, she didn't even come out.

I had not planned to stay through the awards, but I did.  The ENTIRE time they were giving the girls (and one boy) their medals, certificates, and shirts, this little girl was spinning, twirling, and dancing throwing kisses to the audience.  Hysterical!

All in all, it was totally enjoyable.  Granddaughter was really good.  She seems to have a natural talent for dance.  Of course, now she wants to do gymnastics - forget dancing!!!



4 comments:

JACKIESUE said...

that would have been Olivia..when we went to her first recital she was on the end far left..while all the other little girls were doing the dance..Olivia was doing rock and roll breakdown..just be bopping away..she was still going at it(dancing to the music in her head) dancing her little heart out..second time it was a little better..but while everyone was getting their picture taken she was front stage and center dancing away..3rd one is coming up...can't wait..last year Abby had to be sat on to keep her from going up there and dancing ...'I wanna go dance with livia ..'...haha
I make everything and have to drive over 45 miles round trip..but wouldn't miss it for the world..Abby's going to start dance this year I think and both are wanting to play tball and soccer..eeeek.. go to the baseball games and wear head phones...ha

Jeanette said...

Well, good for you that you attend. I know the kids and grandkids appreciate it!

Judy said...

We have to push ourselves sometimes. Baseball to you is like Soccer to me. I hate that sport with a deep passion! Just remember, before you know it, they will all graduate and be gone and you won't have any opportunities to watch their activities ever again. Sigh!

Sally said...

Not a huge baseball fan either, but when my youngest brother played I always went. He continued to grow into other sports but the one I've always like to watch is basketball. It's fast and if you blink you miss something.

When my daughter was little she took ballet; she didn't stick with it for very long (kind of like I did at that age); the best part being the costumes. I still have mine and hers.

I took piano for a while until the family begged me to stop. LOL

xoxo