The Tulles of Choreography

How was your nine-nine-oh-nine? Mine was like Christmas.

I knew yesterday was going to be a great day. And that was before I even remembered that yesterday was the premiere of the 6th season of So You Think You Can Dance. My fave show. I'm telling ya'. Christmas! Because, hello, we didn't have to wait a whole year for a new season. This is like Double Christmas!

The day was awesome and then we capped it off as a family by sitting down to watch the show. And no sooner had I snuggled up next to the husband, than I had two little kid magnets wedged up under each armpit and the other affixed to the husband's left rib. The best way to watch a show, I always say. And it only makes it better when you have a freshly-bathed kid armpit magnet who leaves puddles in your pits on account of their newly-scrubbed and washed hair. Heaven.

I had no idea that as we watched SYTYCD, I was in for a little choreography myself. Middle daughter had two strips of tulle- one hot pink and the other turquoise. Remnant leftovers from the tutus we made two weekends ago. And they were the perfect strips of tulle for the little dance number she had in mind.

As she sat under my right armpit, she expected that I was going to participate in her tulle dance. And she had a whole routine worked out by the end of the show. And I admit, I was only half-heartedly participating in her little "1-2-3 bow down" with a little arm movement, since I was mainly training my ears toward the big screen, trying in vain to make out Mary Murphy's botoxed bellowings. Oh, how I love her.

Middle daughter was sure to correct me if I didn't quite complete the move or if I was giving the wrong feeling behind it. She knows her stuff.

I didn't think much of it until family prayers had been offered and three little ones were ushered off to bed. Middle daughter snuck quietly back into our bedroom, offering me the lovely tulle remnants with a request that I put them somewhere safe so that next Wednesday they can be pulled out and the routine repeated when we watch SYTYCD. Yikes.

I believe I have witnessed the birth of a new tradition. The Tulle Dance during SYTYCD.

Who knows, we may even be featured dancers this season.

Watch for us. Because, you know as well as I do, that if I ever made it on that show- it would be Christmas!