This is my 8 year olds 6th year dancing. This year she had 5 routines and 4 costumes. Meaning she would need to change 3 times during the annual recital. So for the first time, I volunteered to be backstage….mainly because I dont trust my child to stay on track and come out looking cute.
So I know everyone probably has a Dream Duffle or equivalent if they have kids in multiple numbers. However the hot place in my town to hold dance recitals, is a dated theater that has been remodeled. This means very little space in the dressing rooms. Which then means no one is allowed to bring dream duffles. Which then means chaos and costume pieces everywhere.
So what helps when you have 22 8-10 year old girls, three moms, and three quick changes? Garbage bags! Yes, I used heavy duty garbage bags, each labeled with a girls name and hung on the hook behind their costumes.
When they take stuff off, it goes directly into their garbage bag. Shoes and all! Preparation is huge too. Our girls had high top generic chucks for hip hop and those were a pain for them to get on and off. We had those untied and looped out with the tongue folded down over the laces. Ready for feet.
Please share your dance mom secrets if you have any!! I’m only 6 years into this dance mom role, which is a realtivly newbee status!
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Seriously though, pee first Mommys:
This is a continuation on another post
I met him online. As a single mother of a young daughter, I felt I had to check his background and make sure he wasn’t a pedophile. When I ran his name through my county’s court records, he (same name, different birthday) popped up for a plethora of drug related charged. No other person with that name had any record. No seatbelt violations, no parking tickets, nada.
So I faked strep throat. I lied and then I felt bad about it. A short time later he started texting me again and his age came up in conversation. It wasn’t him! This guy had no record whatsoever (which I still think is odd). We dated, we deleted our dating profiles eventually,and fell in love.
Then we went on a trip together to Maui where a college friend of mine was getting married. After 1 year of dating, he took advantage of the ideal location and proposed.
The morning of the wedding, he and I went for a drive in the rain. Just as the rain was clearing, we stumbled upon an empty beach. We were just walking in the sand when he dropped to his knee. And we thought we were alone until we turned to leave. An elderly couple was sitting a little off in the distance under a tree, watching us. She was crying too and they clapped as we left.
- Be single. Not married. Not dating someone you haven’t broken up with yet. Not seperated, but still technically married.
- Have Internet access via a smartphone, desktop, tablet, laptop or anything else the kids are using these days.
- Take a flattering picture of yourself….like a current one. With your current hair color, style, and weight. Believe me, we’ve all had those glory days when we were “sooooo skinny”, but if your not currently in the midst of your skinny days, admit it to yourself and show your true self. And cool it with the filters people! Geez, everyone looks like they’re in renal failure!
- Choose a site or two, take into account price. I’m not sure what the kids are doing these days and I know there’s a billion of them. But find one and dive in.
- Be available, respond honestly to messages, initiate communication if there is someone who has caught your eye. Keep an open mind. Not everyone has read this super educational blog and they may not know how to do this whole internet dating. So don’t count someone out if they don’t have the best profile ever! Forgive grammar flaws.
- Before going on dates, check the person out online to make sure they have not killed anyone. I really feel like people who have killed other people, should not be online trying to get dates. But I really don’t think they see it the same way. The state I’m in has a website where you enter the persons first and last name and it shows you every ticket, lawsuit, and arrest for that person.
I feel like someone’s therapist knows ALL about me.