I'm glad nobody is reading this because I haven't posted anything in the last two weeks. We haven't done anything exciting, but it seems we're always busy.
Flower's head healed quite nicely. She didn't enjoy the staple removal, but the nurse was quick and the cut looks great. Even if it leaves a scar her hair will cover it up so no worries. Flower is also teething. Again. She's been up a lot at night so hopefully her molar will make an appearance soon so we can all get some sleep.
Princess started dance class two weeks ago and it's not going as well as I'd hoped. She loves to dance. She dances everywhere. Around the house. At the grocery store. Anywhere, especially if there is music. If there is no music she sings as she glides around the room. So I thought, dance class, she'll love it. Boy was I wrong….very, very, wrong. I'm not sure exactly where things went bad, but the other night Princess informed us she was never, ever going back to the dance studio. End of discussion.
I knew it would be an uphill battle due to Princess's aversion to tights, and leotards, and ballet slippers, all of which are meant to fit snugly and she is all about loose fitting apparel. But, when she saw all the other little girls dancing around the room she put on her leotard and tights (the slippers were not part of the deal) and went into class. She wouldn't join the class, which was in the middle of stretching, but I figured getting dressed was a good start. About ten minutes into class she leaned over and said, "Mommy, I'm not going to dance until they turn on the music" and she wasn't joking. As soon as the teacher started the music she got up and join the class. She danced around the room grinning from ear to ear. I smiled too.
Last week didn't go as well. To make a long story short, there were a couple little girls in the class who didn't want to participate and unfortunately we were stuck next to them in the hall. After a few seconds of pleading to go home and some loud sobbing from another little girl, Princess was beginning to have second thoughts as well. We went into class and Princess almost let me leave the room (parents are suppose to watch from the viewing window), but the sobbing from the other little girl worried her and she decided to sit it out again. Princess was interested in class and was stretching on the floor next to me for a while, but eventually quit because she couldn't hear the teacher's instructions over the sobbing from the little girl and prodding from the other mother. I was starting to feel bad for the little girl because she was clearly not going to dance class that night, and her mother was not getting it.
Finally, after a good ten minutes of crying, the teacher told the mothers she had to close the door, which meant we had to leave the room. Princess panicked and clung to my arm so we went home…..danceless. Princess cried most of the way home and never wants to go back. I'm disappointed. I know she would enjoy dance class immensely if she would just give it a try. I understand her angst. I'm the exact same way in some situations. I prefer to learn by example. I don't blame her for wanting to watch class for a minute before joining. Now my task is to figure how what to do this week. I don't want to push her because she doesn't respond well to being forced into things; I've learned that lesson in the past. On the other hand, I don't want to give up too easily. Maybe I should just cut my losses….or maybe I'll give it one more try. This week dance class is on her 4th birthday. I might bribe her with a trip to Dairy Queen if she'll just go watch the class one more time before we drop out. There's always next year, right?
Flower's head healed quite nicely. She didn't enjoy the staple removal, but the nurse was quick and the cut looks great. Even if it leaves a scar her hair will cover it up so no worries. Flower is also teething. Again. She's been up a lot at night so hopefully her molar will make an appearance soon so we can all get some sleep.
Princess started dance class two weeks ago and it's not going as well as I'd hoped. She loves to dance. She dances everywhere. Around the house. At the grocery store. Anywhere, especially if there is music. If there is no music she sings as she glides around the room. So I thought, dance class, she'll love it. Boy was I wrong….very, very, wrong. I'm not sure exactly where things went bad, but the other night Princess informed us she was never, ever going back to the dance studio. End of discussion.
I knew it would be an uphill battle due to Princess's aversion to tights, and leotards, and ballet slippers, all of which are meant to fit snugly and she is all about loose fitting apparel. But, when she saw all the other little girls dancing around the room she put on her leotard and tights (the slippers were not part of the deal) and went into class. She wouldn't join the class, which was in the middle of stretching, but I figured getting dressed was a good start. About ten minutes into class she leaned over and said, "Mommy, I'm not going to dance until they turn on the music" and she wasn't joking. As soon as the teacher started the music she got up and join the class. She danced around the room grinning from ear to ear. I smiled too.
Last week didn't go as well. To make a long story short, there were a couple little girls in the class who didn't want to participate and unfortunately we were stuck next to them in the hall. After a few seconds of pleading to go home and some loud sobbing from another little girl, Princess was beginning to have second thoughts as well. We went into class and Princess almost let me leave the room (parents are suppose to watch from the viewing window), but the sobbing from the other little girl worried her and she decided to sit it out again. Princess was interested in class and was stretching on the floor next to me for a while, but eventually quit because she couldn't hear the teacher's instructions over the sobbing from the little girl and prodding from the other mother. I was starting to feel bad for the little girl because she was clearly not going to dance class that night, and her mother was not getting it.Finally, after a good ten minutes of crying, the teacher told the mothers she had to close the door, which meant we had to leave the room. Princess panicked and clung to my arm so we went home…..danceless. Princess cried most of the way home and never wants to go back. I'm disappointed. I know she would enjoy dance class immensely if she would just give it a try. I understand her angst. I'm the exact same way in some situations. I prefer to learn by example. I don't blame her for wanting to watch class for a minute before joining. Now my task is to figure how what to do this week. I don't want to push her because she doesn't respond well to being forced into things; I've learned that lesson in the past. On the other hand, I don't want to give up too easily. Maybe I should just cut my losses….or maybe I'll give it one more try. This week dance class is on her 4th birthday. I might bribe her with a trip to Dairy Queen if she'll just go watch the class one more time before we drop out. There's always next year, right?
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