So last Wednesday Rylie started her first dance class. I was very excited for her, as I knew she was excited and as everyone knows I am my kid's biggest fan, okay their Daddy is there in the fan club too. It was a little hectic getting there because Ry fell asleep 45 min before we had to leave and only got a 30 min nap. As soon as I said dance class though, she was ready to put on her leotard and tights, messy bedhead and all. I also had Liam with me, who was overdue for his nap and sitting for an hour watching sister dance was not his idea of fun. We got there with 5 minutes to spare and wrestled to get her ballet slippers on when right before class the teacher said they were doing tap first. After a quick change(which seemed anything but) she was in her first dance class. Of course I had the camera and video camera ready to capture her fist dancing moves. Okay in reality, I only got 3 pictures and about 20 min of video out of the hour class. Brother wanted to eat!!!
As soon as I sat down to watch the class, there were two moms sitting beside me. They both nicely started talking to me, asking how old Rylie was and if this was our first class. One mom had said her daughter had been dancing there a year and the other mom said it was her daughter's first class too, like Rylie. It didn't take long for me to notice "the other group of moms" sitting down from us loudly talking about $200 shoes, so and so's wedding, who was mad at who and so on. The mom sitting next to me that had been there for a year leaned over and said, "They are always like that and they don't let anyone else in." I then leaned back and said, "it doesn't bother me any, I am here to watch my daughter dance, not fit in with the "click" of dance moms." She smiled back as to look relieved she had found another mom like her.
See I had recognized three of the four moms "in the click" sitting down from us. They were girls that were a few years ahead of me in high school and in the same year of high school with me. The girls that were in the so thought "cool click" that were always talking about everyone else; who had what, how someone looked and how much money was spent or they had. They were the girls that were to shallow and stuck-up to have a conversation with the "average Joe."
I smiled and thought to myself, "These shallow, stuck-up girls in high school grew up to be the same stuck-up moms, probably raising daughters just the same." I know I probably sound judgemental, but as someone raised as the average girl, I was always taught that you are the person you are on the inside no matter what life circumstances you have and that you treat other people the same. I as a mom strive to raise our kids to be the same; being nice and personable to everyone. I was also a proud mama seeing Rylie make friends with another little girl within the first 2 minutes of being there. Rylie is well liked at school and makes friends easy because she is welcoming to anyone that wants to play and be nice to her. I plan to continue to teach her that life is about the friends you make, the way you make a difference in the lives of others and be grateful for the relationships you make along the way.
I was very proud of Rylie and she loved her dance class. After all, we are there for dance lessons and if we make some friends along the way, then it's just an added bonus. As for the "click moms", some things will change in life and others will remain the same. I just look forward to all the fun Rylie is having and her recital in June. I will be her cheering fan!!!
"Why do people try so hard to fit in, when you were born to stand out."
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