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 |
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