That's me, first row, 2nd from the right.
My face reads "Oh yeaa, I got this."
There are two things this picture makes me think of:
1. After dance classs at this studio one day, I was waiting for my dad to pick me up when two boys came up and mooned me. I told my dad when he got there and he searched, searched the place for those boys. He was more mad than I had ever seen him. I wonder what he would have done had he found them?
What I couldn't put into words then but I can now...
Dad, all bums pretty much look the same. Thankfully I didn't get any other views that day or I would have been scarred for life!
2. I remember learning coffee grinders that year. If you don't know what one is, google it. I remember at my recital that year feeling like the bomb diggity(#doublethrowback
whousesthatwordanyway???)because my parents raved that mine were the best.
Of course they were!