Yesterday was Z's last ballet class of the session, which meant parents could come in and watch the last half of class.
We were so excited, she was so excited.
We were so proud, she was so proud.
CG took the afternoon off of work to come and see her. Watching her reach for his hand after she had crossed the floor, we both knew how much it meant to her to have him there.
My mom always said that when she watched me dance, I was the only one on the stage.
That was how I felt yesterday.