It is once again that time of year when we overburden our checkbooks and our children's after-school schedules in a flailing attempt to make them well-rounded, gifted, and generally superior beings.
We plan our skating schedules, piano lessons, religious school, time for homework, and then we tackle the dance studio. Ballet is sort of a given, and tap worked its way into our lives last year. Despite the nearly unbearable noise of the early Fall, we managed to survive, and even ended the year with a recital costume that we were able to recycle for skating (yay!).
Momzilla's dilemma is that now our little tapper wants to take jazz.
Don't get me wrong. I think that jazz and lyrical dance are totally spectacular art forms, greatly improve one's chances of being cast in a musical, and are included on the list of things that I'd like to do one day. The problem? This particular dance studio tends to favor the "less is more" approach to costuming for jazz recital numbers, and tends to incorporate an inappropriate amount of hip thrusting and booty-shaking in choreography. Remember the dance recital debacle? ("So You Think You Can Dance?")
So here's the dilemma. Do Momzilla and Dadthra allow the six-year-old to take a jazz class, with the risk that the recital costume will require red lighting and preventing said child from participating in the show? Does the jazz concept get nixed altogether? Does Momzilla look for a different dance studio with more puritan costuming?
In case there was any question, issues such as these drive a significant portion of the therapy, day spa, and self-help literature industries.
And this is for a second grader. Momzilla can hardly wait until it is time to shop for prom.