After several weeks of asking me if he could go somewhere to learn to dance, I finally found a reasonably priced local dance class for Ethan to join. With being on a budget and not sure if he would actually enjoy it, I didnt want to pay out loads and have that pressure. Local to us is a small company that run various kids classes that range from £2 to £4.50 – What a barg! So I booked him on the dance just before the Easter holidays and have been pestered almost everyday about “when is it time to go”! It was so cute and lovely that he was so interested and looking forward to it and that it had all come from him!
On the day (Wednesday) I was rather excited and a little anxious..its the 1st class he has been to since I took him to baby stuff and the 1st class where he would be on his own. As I peeked in he was beaming…fixated on the teacher and loving his life. I felt so happy that I had provided him with this opportunity and he has spent the whole week chatting about it and how he cannot wait to go back (phew) I hoped with his love for music he would take to it, and so far I think that he might do just that.
As we waited there was another member of our family not so pleased about this new chapter, mainly as it left her behind. She was gutted she couldn’t go in with him but calmed down once I explained after she is 3 she can! Megan then switched and was a real sport being so excited and pleased for her brother, asking him how much he liked it and the occasional fake laugh and “well done” – I loved it! But despite the enthusiastic persona, her behaviour still suggested otherwise…1st the scooter and then the chair, she tried her very best to keep a close eye on her brother and to see what she was missing out on! It cracked me and several other parents up watching her persistence…
It was an emotional but exciting move in our family – I don’t know if E will be the next Billy Elliot or if in 3 weeks time he will have moved onto a new interest, but seeing him have the opportunity to pursue an interest that he initiated and his little beaming face, seeing Megs eagerly try to peek was all a very wonderful moment for me…something quite ordinary that many families do and will experience but something that made me feel joyful to be a part of with my children! The pictures of Megs speak volumes and represent a very special bond between siblings that I hope will remain for the rest of their lives. Life now is taking them in different directions with growing up and exploring what will bring them joy to do, going to school and having groups of friends aside from each other…Its sad that it means I am not as involved and have to at times watch from a distance but it is exciting that they are becoming independent and developing into big kids!