I had an epiphany- does that word apply to negative sudden revelations, by the way? Because this’n wasn’t a good epiphany.
I realized that in leaving Sweet Carolina for the Wild Untamed West next summer, we’re leaving some really nice things behind.
Like Miss Sonya’s.
She doesn’t just preach the message of enthusiasm though- she expects them to learn a thing or two. This is not “cheerdance” or “mommy & me twirl class”. They learn real french words for crying out loud. The good kind. Ahem.
Specifically, in The Middle of Nowhere, Montana?
Cause if they don’t, my girlies are in real trouble. The only living soul left to teach them dance is me. And that should scare you out of your wits.
Scare the wits out of you.
You get the idea. It makes me quake in my boots.