Bummer for them, though, that this has been our hottest week so far this summer. The studio felt like a giant commercial oven set to "broil." I cannot fathom how the kids were able to dance in that heat. Chalk it up to youthful resilience and a dance bag well-stocked with water bottles. Evenings were spent blissfully floating in the pool.
Last night the parents were invited to the studio to watch the routines the kids had worked on all week. This involved sitting for three and a half hours on a metal folding chair in a rather warm studio. (Blessedly, the worst of the humidity had broken that morning). You really have no idea the things you will do in the name of love when they hand you that swaddled bundle of joy in the hospital. Let's just say that I had lost all feeling in my butt by the time I stood to leave the studio, was queasy with hunger, and I wouldn't have missed it for anything.
This was Bug's first taste of jazz choreography, and she ate it up. As her daddy noted, the kid can really SELL a routine. It's slightly worrying, though, how naturally some of those funk moves come to her. While some girls look somewhat stiff and self-conscious as they're learning the looser jazz moves, Bug was a hip-hopping, leaping, wiggling blur.
Bear was most proud of the fact that she has graduated to HIGH-HEELED tap shoes. After watching her dance in them, I'm thinking her blog name should really be "Legs". Her legs are nearly as long as some of the other girls were tall. Despite being one of the youngest girls in her group and dancing for the first time in heels, she blended right in with the more experienced dancers.
Next week: NO CAMP! It's time for a week of true summer...sleeping in, no schedules, spontaneous day trips, and bumming around. Can't wait!