This weekend I had another opportunity to challenge myself and my camera, this time it was a ballroom dance competition. When I first talked to Bobby about it he asked if I was familiar with ballroom dancing. I said No. Then in an effort to give me a reference point he said Like Dancing with the stars. I think there was a bit of a pause then he asked if I watched that. I said “No, but I have a friend who does.”
I know, I live under a rock. But it’s a nice rock.  

So I got there and had no idea what I was looking at.  


I didn’t know one dance from the next.

One other thing I did find out real quick was black dresses are too hard for my camera to find and focus on so Please please do not get a black dress if you have the choice.

Later I found Evan looking over photos from the day and asked him to help me out a little. He folded his arms and I think this is about how it went:
If you’re a guy; dance. You won’t get bored, there are way more girls than guys, heck at times you won’t even get a chance to sit down!

See, there’s daddy!


My sister, She’s waiting.


 she really believes studying is important and practicing her penmanship can ease any nervousness before dancing.


"Daddy!” he said as if he’d spotted his hero of the day. I told you he gets to dance a lot. And someday I’m going to be just like him.


With great enthusiasm and whole hearted adoration that only a two year old can give “Mommy!” he said as he saw a green tinted picture of her. It made no difference to him, he knows it’s only the lights.




“I don’t know that kid” he said looking at Bobby shooting with his big kid camera.


Jeh-mee! He said (for Jeremy)

I’m not sure what he said about these photos. I thought he said her name was Briana

 

But then the girl holding his baby sister told me Briana was a friend of his who wasn’t here today.

Thanks Evan,
I learned a lot. We’ll have to chat again sometime.

~PN

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