This photo pretty much sums up Ashlyn's behavior for the day. She was so stressed out that she made the rest of us miserable. She whined and complained and threw tantrums and complained about having a dance recital.
And then she started talking to her friends in the class.
Which continued after the performance when Grandma Vicki and PawPaw gave her balloons and a cat. I forgot the dozen roses I had purchased earlier in the day, so Allen bought these tacky fake flowers. Ashlyn LOVED the fake flowers. She was so excited that they would last FOREVER.
Ashlyn kept telling me that she didn't want to be in dance anymore, until after the recital. Now she tells me that she was "meant to be on stage!"
(yes, the recital was in May and I am just now posting.)