

Just after the beginning of the year we decided to put Madi in a ballet class. She loves to dance around and act silly so I thought it would be a perfect outlet for her. There was a dance class for 3 - 4 year old girls that had started in June but they would let Madi in. I should always go with my first instinct. When we met the dance teacher I thought she seemed a little... Umm... strict I guess would be the best way to put it.
The first day of class Madi was so excited to wear her pink leotard and ballet slippers. She pranced around the house and twirled around around. When we arrived at the dance studio I found out that I wouldn't be able to watch. I mean they shut the doors and there isn't even a little window you can watch through. I haven't been to many dance schools but the one that I danced at had a big window in the foyer and I remember people being able to sit in the dance studio and watch. Anyway, I was a little bummed I had dreamt of taking pictures while Madi danced around. When the class was over Madi came out and she was very subdued. If you know Madi you know that's not normal for her. While I was putting her coat and shoes on she told me she didn't like it. Then when I asked her again she said that she did like it so I didn't know what to think. I thought she was just being silly. So we kept taking her to ballet class for the next few weeks and it was almost like pulling teeth. She really wasn't that excited about it. During the classes I would stand right next to the door and listen to what was going on inside. I could also kind of peek in and see a little. I didn't want to look like a total freak so I didn't look in the whole time. I thought that since Madi started the class later than the other girls maybe I could help her practice if I knew what to show her to do. One time when I took Madi to class I had to go to talk to the dance studio's secretary to find out if Madi's ballet slippers were in so I had to leave my normal post right outside the door. When I finished my business with the secretary I returned to my post right by the door. Shortly later out of the corner of my eye I saw a little girl with one of the dance class helpers walking towards the door. When I looked closer I saw it was Madi. The dance class helper (who is probably in JR. High) told me that Madi needed to go to the bathroom. Right away I knew that something was amiss with Madi. She did not want to go back into her class. So I thought quickly and said, "Hey! I got your new slippers do you want to put them on?" Oh and by this time there is like 5 minutes left of class. Madi was way excited to have her slippers that were just like all the other girls. So I go about trying to put them on her. Then the door opens and it's the dance teacher. She takes Madi's hand and takes her back into the class. I felt a little weird about it because when you know your daughter isn't happy you want to figure out what's the matter. So 5 minutes later class gets out and the teacher comes and tells me that Madi sat down during class and if they don't participate they don't get to "jump over the river" at the end of class. Jumping over the river is when they have this long sheet that they hold across the floor and the girls get to jump over it. She also said that they don't get to have a stamp on their hand at the end of class. At first I was like oh no Madi you have to pay attention in class! Brett and I kept trying to get Madi to show us what she learned in class and we kept trying to help her understand that she needed to pay attention in class but she just wasn't that into it.
A couple of weeks later I found out that the class for that day was observation day. I was so excited that we would get to go in and see Madi dancing. I talked Brett into going (he ended up being the only Dad there) so I thought it was going to be a really fun thing. The first 15 or so minutes we were in there the dance teacher was explaining the makeup for the dance recital and how they want the girls to wear their hair blah blah. Anyway, once the class got going Madi was just kind of messing around, she watched us and played with the skirt on her leotard. She looked really really grumpy. Then there was this taller girl that kept giving Madi a little push. So that didn't make Madi happy at all. I don't think the girl was trying to be mean I think she thought she was helping but it was just the wrong thing to do with Madi. It just made her mad.
(See how sad she looks in this picture.)

After the next weeks class I was ready to take Madi out. I was getting annoyed at hearing (through the door) the teacher call out to Madi not to do this and that. It just rubbed me the wrong way and why couldn't it be fun. The teacher had decided to introduce these little towels that she wanted the girls to hold for the dance recital. Can you imagine what's going to happen when you hand these 3 and 4 year old girls something to hold? They are going to play with it. As far as I'm concerned if you don't want them to do that don't give it to them. Again I'm asking myself why can't dance class be fun. That's why we put her in class after all. I know I'm sounding a bit like that crazy Mom that doesn't think my kid can do anything wrong but come on these are little girls of course they are going to want to play around.
So finally Brett and I decided that we were just going to take Madi out of that class and maybe put her in later. Or better yet put her in a tumbling class or something that she won't get chastised for playing around. So now all I had to do was let the dance school know I was taking Madi out. That night the phone rang and it was someone from the dance studio. They were calling to get Madi's measurements for her costume. They hadn't even ordered it! So I took the opportunity to tell the secretary that we were taking Madi out of the class so they didn't need to order the costume. She wasn't rude at all but she told me that the dance teacher doesn't allow "drops" after January. ?!? I just explained that we only put her in the class in January. She just told me that she would have the dance teacher call me. After I hung the phone up I started wondering what they were going to try to make me do. So I want to take my kid out of their class are they going to try to force me to pay for the remaining lessons? I was just a bit annoyed. A few days later I happen to be out and the dance teacher called and talked to Brett. It ended up being no big deal. She told Brett that she kind of figured that Madi wasn't having much fun since she started so much later than the girls. We are still going to get the costume so Madi will have a little yellow polka dot bikini to play dress up with.
The morale of the story... Go with my first gut instinct. I should have just put Madi in the tot tumbling class at the YMCA.. Oh well, lesson learned.