Tonight, I am grateful for a dance prize.
When Wilbur wins his prize at the end of Charlotte's Web, he passes out. He is a humble little guy, and all the praise and adulation make him a bit lightheaded. But there is nothing better than being recognized for hard work.
I am posting from Middleton, Wisconsin, just a little ways from Madison. I just got back from my daughter's dance competition, and it was a very good night for her.
She did her tap dance solo, and she was awarded a gold trophy. On top of that, she took ninth overall in her category. Nobody from my daughter's dance studio has ever placed in the overall part of a competition before. At the awards today, two dancers competing from the studio (my daughter and her friend) each placed.
My daughter was a little stunned. She stood on stage in the crowded auditorium and collected her medal. It was pretty darn exciting.
Yes, Saint Marty is living vicariously through his daughter's success.
|So proud of my little girl|