Guest Blogger: Emma Morgan, a character from MURDER ON MUSIC ROW
Hello everyone,
Where does the time go? It seems only yesterday my girls were excited about the last day of school, and now we’re shopping for clothes for the new school year.
Grace, my seven year old, will be starting second grade and her five-year-old sister, Abby, will begin her last year of pre-school. You’d think Abby could wear some of Grace’s hand-me-downs, but Grace pretty much wears her clothes out. She’s our little athlete and has been playing soccer since she was four. Abby started this summer and it looks like she’s going to be a soccer standout too.
I’ve decided to enroll them in after school dance classes twice a week starting in September, after they get acclimated to school. They’ll take ballet, tap, and jazz—thirty minutes each—so there’ll not be time for them to become bored. I hope they love at least one style of dance and will want to continue. The rule at our house is the same one I had growing up. If they start something, they must finish that season or school year, depending on the activity.
When I went to the dance studio too sign them up, I was delighted their classes would be on the same days and at the same time. But what really thrilled me was a “Mommy Program” the dance school is rolling out this year. The 1½ hour adult class will run simultaneously with the girl’s classes and will be half tap and half jazz. I guess they thought the mommies might not have the stamina for ballet. The most exciting part is their plan to feature the moms and their child(ren) in the same dances at the recital next June. I know that’s almost a year away, but I think it will be loads of fun to dance on stage—complete with costumes—with my girls. I don’t plan to tell Josh or Nan and Loralee. I’d love to see their faces when they realize we’re performing together. Of course as the recital draws near, two little mouths may spill the beans.
I have to admit I’m also looking forward to a new form of exercise. At 5’2” it’s hard to keep the weight off, especially after the girls were born. I go to the gym, but hate the monotony of the machines. The only way I can even tolerate them is because they have televisions attached. Of course, there’s not much that interests me on daytime TV so I’ve started taking my IPad and reading a book or watching a movie. Regardless, I think 1½ hours of dance will burn at least as many calories as thirty minutes on a cross-trainer.
The girls and I do a lot of activities together, but this will be extra special. What about you? Have you ever taken a class with one of your children? Or have you performed on stage with her? I’d love to hear about the experiences of others, so feel free to leave a comment.
Until next time,
~Emma

