This weekend saw Jasper – and me – experience his first ever dance concert. I thought he may be a bit like a deer in headlights up there on the stage, what with a packed theatre, stage lights and all. He has loved Junior Boys Hip Hop almost as much as he’s loved being able to stare at himself in the massive mirrors in the dance studio each week while I have cultivated a totally creepy and highly irrational girl-crush on his teacher. No really.
I was deeply curious to see how he would ‘cope’ with the real deal in a proper theatre with lighting and a massive audience.
People, we’re not talking some hokey little dance school here, we’re talking two evening performances and a matinee with tickets at $39 for adults and $29 for kids at a local fully legit theatre. We didn’t go … because it was fucking sold out by the time I got around to booking tickets.
Because of my
creepy adulation dedicated mothering I had volunteered as a parent helper with each of the performances.
After seeing him on stage this weekend, turns out all he needed was the hair gel, outfit, lights and public adulation.
The dude loves to dance.