Dance Mom

Being a dance mom means being a personal Uber driver to a preteen tyrant in a leotard. It means sacrificing spring weekends to dark and loud auditoriums that smell of Aquanet and anxiety. It means thousands of dollars on bedazzled leggings and tacky crop tops. Your bathroom is fogged with a … Continue reading

2019

2019 was long. And hard. We all really, really needed a vacation last December and it just didn’t happen – and then there was no part of the past 12 months that offered a respite. It felt like our family was hit over and over again with one thing after … Continue reading