Archive | May 2012

Magical Memory

Thought I’d share another poem my daughter wrote for her school poetry project:

Magical Memory

As I’m waiting on the side stage, watching
My heart is pounding as the music starts
I go on the stage and begin
The audience is watching
The spotlights are turning on
I focus on what I’m doing
I point my toes, keep my head high
I smile a big smile
The audience is watching in silence
I jump, I leap, I spin, I dance my steps
I dance my steps just right
I stop, and so do my classmates
We walk to the front of the stage
We take a bow and the audience claps
I love dancing!

My daughter posing on stage after her recent performance in “Coppélia.”


Recipe For Dancing

Only my second post and I am already going to have a “guest” writer – sort of.  Let me explain:

My eleven year old daughter frequently complains that she doesn’t like to write, that she is not very good at it, etc. She will admit she does like creative writing, but only if she can choose what to write about. She hates it she is given a topic, even if she can be creative with the writing.

She recently had to write a book of poems for school.   She may not like to write much, but boy she sure loves to dance! So naturally, in many of her poems dance made an appearance.  This one was my favorite:

Recipe for Dancing


2 heaping cups of flexibility
1 heart full of patience
2 handfuls of listening
1 pinch of dreaming
1 dash of believing
1 person
1 sprinkle of working hard
1 pinch of faith


  1. Take 1 person. Place in one heart full of patience.
  2. Add 1 pinch of dreaming and 2 handfuls of listening. Mix well.
  3. Sprinkle generously with working hard.
  4. Add 1 pinch of faith and one dash believing.
  5. Slowly add the two heaping cups of flexibility.
  6. Spread over a period of a lifetime.

My daughter rehearsing for her ballet showcase, June 2011

New Beginnings

Welcome to my Ballettaxi blog.  You may wonder how I chose the name “Ballettaxi?”  Well, it is quite simple, really.  I am a hard-working mom of two beautiful girls, ages 9 and 11, who both also happen to be dancers.  I spend many of my evenings and weekends (and weekdays in the summer) driving my girls to and from dance class, dance rehearsal, dance performances, you name it.  I always joke with them that I drive a dance taxi and they think that is quite funny. So when I was creating a Twitter account for my dance connections,  I almost chose “dance taxi” for a name, but I didn’t think it was as catchy.  I thought about it some more and thought of “ballettaxi”and I liked the sound of that better. And as I made more and more connections on

Twitter, I found myself receiving many compliments on my name, and here we are.  So naturally, it seemed an appropriate name for my blog, which will be my space to write about my adventures as a dance mom.

One thing I hope to accomplish with this blog is to shed a positive light on the role of a dance mom (or parent).  A certain TV show and some of the characters on it show us “dance moms” as a bunch of crazy women who push our kids into the spotlight, which is so far from the truth.  The majority of us are (mostly) sane, supportive parents, who shuttle our children to and from everything dance related, help out back stage, sew costumes and cheer them on.

I hope to share my stories, offer tips and advice to newer dance moms, and help make connections throughout the dance world.

I hope to update frequently, but I will tell you it won’t be on a daily basis because I don’t feel like I do my best writing when I try to write everyday. Please be patient as I get this going. I am a fairly experienced blogger but new to this platform and will need to spend my time “warming up” a bit at first.



My daughter putting on her first pair of ballet shoes