Things have been pretty quiet on the dance scene this week. The kids got their photos back on Tuesday and were SOOOO excited. They were displayed on the wall – they always put the whole company’s photos up for the whole year along with a poster of the whole company together. I have to admit that they are really beautiful head shots and the action shots are amazing.
Julian’s head shot is very nice, and his action shot – a toe touch – is pretty superb, I must say even if he is my son.
For us, all this has been overlaid with a bit of worry, however, about this coming Saturday, which is when the kids receive their evaluations. They have to turn in one of their own and then they also receive evaluations from the faculty. Julian would, of course, like to hear that he is getting moved up in his modern class, but we know the teacher doesn’t think he is ready. I’m worried that my husband will bite off everyone’s head and make going to the studio generally unpleasant every after.
So, I’m just really looking forward to Saturday. Maybe I could come dressed as the invisible woman? It will be just the day after Halloween after all.
By the way, Julian is dressing as a pimp for Halloween. Yes, a pimp. It seems that since he is always surrounded by girls at school, those very same girls thought he should “disguise” himself as a pimp on October 31st. Nice.
Happy Halloween. I’ll fill you in on what I hope won’t be a horror story after the dance evaluations are over.
A PIMP! Oh how perfect for the only chap in the “stable”
Really that is hysterical.
Happy Halloween and best of luck with the evaluations.
I asked him if any of the girls accompanying him tonight were dressing as hookers, but no. They wouldn’t take it that far. Good for them!
Anyway, he looked pretty awesome in a black dress coat of my husband’s that we outfitted wtih purple fur around the cuffs and collar, purple sun glasses, a fedora with a big white feather and some purple fluff as well. Plus, he had a red shirt, black tie, and red hanky in the coat pocket. Add some dress pants and dress shoes and a huge piece of SuperMan BLING, and, wallah! Super Julian, the Dancing Pimp! (Now, if he could just land a girlfriend let alone a crew of ladies, that would be an accomplishment…to say nothing of getting his splits.)