Saturday, May 9, 2009

A public apology to my daughter

Dear Mia,

I am so sorry that I became "that mother" today in front of all your friends. You know, the mother that doesn't read every word of the 6,000 pages of instructions about your dance recital and as a result commits a mortal sin that almost gets her kicked out of said recital. I never, ever, ever should have fed you and all your friends packages of fruit snacks in the holy dressing room. Had I known this would cause the very important dance recital people to completely come unglued I promise I wouldn't have done it (or would I have?). Even though your Mom is a complete loser, you were still the most precious girl out there tonight. Even though your little class slightly resembled a herd of buffalo, and even though your entire family (that took up two rows) snuck out in the middle of the show so we could get a good seat at Chili's, and even though your idiot Mom opened the auditorium doors in the middle of a performance allowing a slight ray of light into the huge expanse of a room, which is another mortal sin that I would probably have known about had I read Chapter 5, page 266, paragraph four of the instructions, and even though your Dad was visibly uncomfortable when the male ballerina took the stage as "Jesus," if this is really your thing, your passion in life, then we will support you wholeheartedly. I will make every effort to know what I am doing next time. And by all means, I will never bring fruit snacks to a 4-year-old dance performance again. What was I thinking?
Please try and find it in your heart to firgive me, I beg you.

Love,
Mom

Aunt Sesa:






Andrea, who did not humiliate her daughter backstage:
"Moth-ther, I am going to kill you. Why can't you just be normal?"
Seeing herself in make-up for the first time:




Who Mia? In front of a mirror? Never.



8 comments:

Kayla said...

Didn't you know being allergic to coconut oil was a pretty common thing?!?! That little girl needs a sign that says don't feed this animal...

the.fortes said...

Wow! People take children's things WAYYYY too seriously! No fruit snacks? Ridiculous. Sorry you were "that mother", but I would rather be the nice mother with the fruit snacks than the one freaking out over a 4 year old recital. Mia and the other girls are just too beautiful for words. I could hardly believe those were the same little girls I had seen only 6 months ago.

Gena said...

Oh my goodness. I almost died when you did something else wrong backstage. And then the allergy thing to top it all off. You can be assured I was escorted/assaulted back to the dressing area by a 'helper.' All things aside, those were some beautiful performances. I'm sort of sorry it's our first and last one....

Gena said...

P.S. I love how hard you try and take care of other people's kids. That's one of my favorite things about you.

kj said...

Remind me to tell you about the time I was paid to help backstage at a dance recital in Ada.....OH MY GOSH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wa Wa Waughs said...

well I'm more worried about the makeup thing....watch out, Mom!

Andrea said...

WE SURVIVED and have stories to tell and laugh at for ages! Our girls were precious and I am so glad we got to do this first one together! None of would have made it without each other!!!!

My Baby Boutique said...

Our recital is this weekend. I can't even begin to imagine how I'll get C's hair in a bun!!! Dont' worry too much, Mia's cuteness probably offsets her insecurities about her rebel mother.