Totally okay if she was on the mound pitching a couple of innings but during her Boom Da Boom routine, not so much.

Tonight I saw Laurel on stage for the first time.  After weeks of classes, her hip hop routine with other six and seven year olds went great.  I can't explain the pride (along with the relief.  It had nothing to do with falling or missing a move.  During the practice, every time Laurel would do her coffee grinder move and hop up, she would adjust the crotch of her tights.  It didn't look good.  Totally okay if she was on the mound pitching a couple of innings but during her Boom Da Boom routine, not so much.)

I was curious how she felt up there.  I have been on stage during three specific times:
1983-District Talent Show where I glued blue sequins on a white satin shirt and danced to Eye of the Tiger.  (I know but I was young.)

1989-I only had a few lines in the school play but the lines made people laugh.  I, then, realized how awesome it felt to make people laugh.

1990-I walked across the stage as my name was called to get my high school diploma.  But I remember walking so tall and straight.  At 5'4", I felt six feet tall.

While Ching and I kept telling her how proud we were of her, I hope she felt the same way.  She said she had fun and would like to do it again.  I was very pleased when I heard that because she definitely belongs up there.

I am quite grateful that this recital happened after that talent scout scam happened. (Entry 5/26/13)  Christ, I would have ponied up 2 grand in a blink of an eye due to Laurel's spunk, good hair, stage presence and restraint from trying to fix the crotch of her tights in front of a large group.