This and That
There have been a lot of tears this week, as my 16 year old, Ellie, transferred to a perfoming arts highschool. The academics are intense but the dance hours are even more so. She conditions and dances from 2-5 every day after her classes are done. She was questioning at first, if she even fit in at the school, but a beautful email to her, written by the head of the dance department, assured her and gave her some comfort. I, too, was moved by it. In other news, my Sarah got herself a real old... Sign in to see full entry.