Reagan has been dancing professionally for two years now. Wait a minute. Did I just write that? Cause that’s what it feels like. The dance “academy” she attends is the only thing going around these parts, so if she wants to take dance, it’s got to be at this place. And they take dance seriously. And they breed parents to take dance seriously as well. And they’re very good at what they do.***(see bottom of post)
Think I jest? Let me cite some examples.
- They hold their recital at the college performing arts theater because they need that much seating for the audience.
- The recital takes two days.
- The recital takes three different performances to get all the acts in.
- They sell tickets online now because in previous years the line for tickets would stretch around the building and last literally all day.
- This year, the online ticket company sold over 2,000 seats within the first 30 minutes. I did not stutter with the 0 key.
- It would be advisable for some families to take out small loans to be able to afford the dance season. I just did a rough calculation and we spent close to $1,000 this year on the dance “world”. Wouldn’t this money be better used feeding the hungry? Wouldn’t this money be better used feeding ourselves?
Gone are the innocent days of sticking your kid in a dance class and then going to the class on the last day to watch what they’ve learned. Gone are the days of wearing whatever shoes and outfit are on that day to a dance class that may be a church gymnasium on another day. That is so low tech people. These are the days of Marley floors in classrooms. Testy floors that can only handle dance shoes, in classrooms full of 6 year olds! Gone are the days of innocent girls staying innocent until they actually become women. These are the days where girls as young as six are learning to shake their chests and butts because it’s “dance”. I’m almost embarrassed for Du to have to watch it–a “family” show where you have kids showing and shaking their t&a and getting applauded for it. Reagan will not be doing any of those dances.
As if I haven’t listed enough reasons above as to why I am definitely not a dance mom, here are 13 reasons why I’m bucking the establishment and am rebelling about being a dance mom:
- I do not live vicariously through my daughter. I have no need to see her succeed in the lime light because I never did.
- My daughter’s life is not dance.
- My life is not dance.
- I actually think there are more important things to pay for than a $50 costume that’s poorly constructed in the first place and will only be worn seriously once. (Yet I did it)
- I don’t care whether or not my daughter looks better or dances better than all the other girls in the class.
- I don’t care if my daughter has a hole in her tights
- I don’t care if my daughter doesn’t have her hair in a bun
- I don’t make my daughter practice daily before the recital. I don’t make my daughter practice at all.
- I don’t take the recital seriously. Or as seriously as I should.
- I don’t want to be back stage running things myself.
- I don’t know everything about dance and offer the teacher pointers when I think they’ve got it wrong.
- I don’t even sit in the waiting room and watch my daughter through the mirrored glass during her class.
- I already micromanage my daughter’s life enough. Why do it in something that is a hobby to her and not a lifestyle?
Now, that being said, I should point out that I love my daughter and am fiercely proud of her. I’m serious about seeing her have a good time and letting her know that she has my 100% support in her endeavors. For that reason I was one of the first 2,000 people online to buy tickets. And I even complained about the stupid ticket company who wouldn’t reward me for being one of the “first in line” online by giving me good seats (they give tickets out randomly so Joe Blow who went in hours later could have gotten better seats). I will be one of the moms with a camera in one hand and a video recorder in the other. I do that when she’s just swinging on the swingset though. I will knock someone out if they try to stand up in the way of one of my cameras. And I guess I will be forking over those big bucks next year if Reagan wants to take dance again. I’ll do it kicking and screaming all the way. Because I am not a dance mom.
****After moving to two different states and being a part of several difference dance studios I have to say, the one I reference here is very good. The staff is competent and dedicated and, honestly, they cannot control how the parents act. As it was my first experience with a dance studio, and me not being a dance mom, I was initially taken aback. Now, I would send my girls back there in a heartbeat…except for the t&a part. I still have an issue with that and would be reticent to allow my daughters to shake their stuff, no matter how good the studio is.