A Big Day for Our Daughter

Sunday was a big day for our daughter, Jessica. She had the opportunity to perform with her dance group at the Artscape Theatre in Cape Town at the Jazz Dance Festival called Azishe, which is Zulu for “let it burn.” It was not only a big day, but also a long one. She had to be at the bus before 8 am and they only got back after 10 pm. I personally felt sorry for the bus driver, but they did buy him a ticket to watch the performance.

Jessica doing an over-split

Jessica is the youngest dancer in her group. She used to be a rhythmic gymnast and decided at the beginning of this year to try contemporary dance instead. We all went to watch her performance. Only Amanda was too young and couldn’t go. When Robbie, my hubby, explained to her that only children five years and older were allowed at the event, she replied, “That’s rude!”

Jessica practicing dance moves at home

She got to have her own fun night out by staying with her grandpa instead. It was his first time babysitting her alone. That’s because her grandma came with us. My father-in-law was happy to stay behind to watch the end of the men’s final Wimbledon match between Roger Federer and Andy Murray. I think it was very brave of him, because he had to keep her entertained for five hours (this included our traveling time to and from Cape Town along with the jazz dance show).

Amanda with her grandparents

Related post: Missing My Girl