Rehersal

I have been proven wrong. Not like it is the first time or anything. I am quite often wrong and freely admit it. I was very surprised when I needed help tonight bringing the kids to their recital and actually got it. I had their costumes in my car and I was going to get them ready at the rehearsal. I just needed them dropped off. No brainer, right? Well, this time it actually was. I went out with a friend of mine for dinner and drinks. We have been trying to get together for a couple of months. I had two hours between getting the kids ready for their rehearsal and when they had to be at it. This was the only night for a very long time that our schedules lined up. We had to figure out where to go because we live in different cities. Thankfully she came up here which helped a lot. The point is we finally were able to be in the same place at the same time. Not a simple task when you have seven kids between the two of you. We spent the time talking about what has been going on in each other lives lately. We probably could have used an extra couple of days, but I'm not going to get greedy! After a quick dip in the jacuzzi of real adult conversation I was thrown back into the deep end of the freezing cold pool surrounded by children dressed in their fancy dance costumes and elaborate makeup. They were running up and down the hallways with their unbelievably loud little tap shoes tap tap tapping on the tile floor. I don't know if anyone has any idea what happens when a child runs with taps shoes on hard surfaces but as I'm sure you can guess it is not a pretty sight. There were many more tears and less mascara as the night wore on. The kids were adorable. It is fun to watch them do something that as a child I would have been terrified to do. My parents would have had me so worked up I would have probably cried through the whole thing. My kids just walk out there and dance like it is no big deal. I'm hoping the experience will end up being a positive one. I couldn't believe the number of dads who were at the rehearsal. They were not just sitting there either. They were helping to hang clothes and dress kids like they were actually enjoying themselves. Imagine that! I guess some families really do work well together. Maybe I have some whacked out ideals and don't have any idea what I'm talking about, but I doubt it. I can't make decisions for other people and if instead of watching their children perform something they have worked on for almost a year they choose to sit in a car and sleep then that would be their choice. Granted the recital is tomorrow, but the rehearsal is fun too. Memories are what you make them. It would be nice to be a perfect family without problems but I'm pretty sure that's an oxymoron. No one knows what goes on in anyone else's life unless they choose to share it. Many families have issues that aren't immediately apparent from an outside perspective. We all have skeletons and secrets in our closets. Do you clean them out or do you keep piling them one on top of another until your closet bursts at the seams? Problems and conflict are a part of life it's how you deal with them that matters. I need to do some spring cleaning. There are so many frickin' bones in my closet it's gonna take me forever to clear them all out. Look out below!!!