I run through the list in my head. Dance costume? Check. Jazz shoes? Check. Do I need hairpins? No, this is only the dress rehearsal, I'll get hairpins and hairspray before the recital next week. I reach in my closet and get the costume. I don't know why I have butterflies in my stomach, it's my nine-year-old daughter who will be preforming, not me. For a minute I panic … [Read more...]