The Apple Doesn't Fall Far....

My friend Amanda (momma to Madelyn) just sent me some fantastic photos from last night's BIG DANCE RECITAL. I couldn't help but get a big case of aching empty uterus. But, the uterus only aches for little girls dressed in a scrumptious pink & creme, fluffy tutu'ed ballet costume.

Anywho, this one in particular cracked me up. ..

Look at her. Her class is in the MIDDLE OF A PERFORMANCE. There is an audience of several hundred. Ballerinas are arabesquing & jete'ing & Pas de Basque'ing away. Look at Jordyn with both feet off the floor & arms in perfect form. It's also important to look at Madelyn, who is no doubt at this point looking at Flynn & wondering WHAT IN THE WORLD IS FLYNN DOING BACK THERE & WHY IS SHE MAKING THE OTHERS LAUGH. SHE IS GOING TO GET IN TROUBLE & IF I'M NOT CAREFUL, SHE'LL TAKE ME DOWN WITH HER...JUST LIKE MONDAY'S REHEARSAL.

I think it's probably no surprise at this point to tell you that for most of my life, in most settings, I've been the clown. In each situation, it's been of utmost importance to me to cut a joke, make everyone laugh, draw attention away from the focal point.

And it appears,

it's hereditary.