Stage Mom

I'm such a stage mom.  It matters so much to me that Davan get into Circus Smirkus because it's what she wants.  Sadly, though, I don't think it's in the cards.

We've discovered that what they really wanted for the 2 minutes of skills is a montage of different skills that the applicant has.  So, instead of a 2 minute piece on fabric, it should have been Davan doing some fabric, some trapeze, some partner acro, some tumbling, some hoop...with it being just the fabric...well, her chances seem not so good.

In fact, even to audition for the advance camp at Circus Smirkus, we're going to make a new video that does that.  The camp asks for a 3-6 minute audition video, but it can be the same one used for the troupers audition. We, though, will make one showing more breath of skills.

Even then, to be frank, she might not make it in.  She's supposed to excel in three of these six categories:  aerial, balance, juggling, clowning, acrobatics and respect.  Davan feels it'd be stretching things to say she excels in acrobatics.  Maybe true.  At any rate, it's far from a sure thing.

All this makes my heart ache for her.  I want her to get what she wants so bad.  It's hard not to push her into doing activities that might be too much for her schedule-wise.  To really firm up her chances for next year, maybe she should be dancing, taking a tumbling class, doing more aerial, learning juggling (which, by the way, she would be the first to point out, she's hopeless at).  But, if she doesn't want to do those things, who am I to push her to?  But then she does want the result...so, I feel a little stuck.  And like the biggest stage mom ever.  Sigh.