My girl, she dances

May 7, 2009

I've spent the last half hour (I have a one hour "mama's writing time" after lunch) trying to craft the words to this post, but the words just aren't coming.

at the buffet table</span>

So here it is. I took these photos a couple months ago of my daughter at a gala we attended. I've been meaning to post them for some time but just never found the right moment. I was inspired to post them today by the prompt at Shutter Sisters.

My oldest is turning 10 this month. And I think that a day will come, it does for most of us, when she won't dance with such abandon. When she will start to care more about what other people think than about what she thinks for herself.

I hope that period of time in her life will be brief, but I'm not naive enough to think that just because she's homeschooled that day won't come! Although I do pray it won't be as savage as it could be.

But for now she dances. Dances because she feels the rhythm. Dances because she likes the feel of her dress swinging around her legs. Dances because she wants to. I hope she never stops.