My last little girl wore them to the last first dance class.
I said, “Before we go, let me take your picture, ballerina.”
I had a flash of the teacher directing the students to their mark and Phoebe leveling the place with one of her Looper Screams. I pleaded silently, “Please, please don’t let that happen.”
“Can you give me a smile?”
“What will you do at dance class?” I asked. They say positive visualization works.
Oh, you guys, did she ever. And the place is still standing.