The boys had their final Cotillion party a couple of weeks ago. Overall, they both enjoyed the Cotillion experience, but neither boy wanted to attend the last dance. It was a school night, they were tired, and over it.
Being the good parents that we are, we made them go.
Oldest Boy enjoys the dancing more than Middle Boy. He smiles and makes light conversation with his partner, like he was taught in Cotillion. Middle Boy's expression is solemn, he avoids eye contact and discussion with his partner and he moves like he's counting the seconds until the experience is over. I felt sorry for his partners. The little girls love the dancing and there are always more girls than boys. A polite boy's participation is a treasure to these girls.
Here's Middle Boy in agony on the dance floor, mad that I'm taking his picture.
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Here's Middle Boy after I whispered in his ear through clenched teeth [resisting the urge to smack him on the side of the head] to, Be nice, smile, and fake it!
After the kids danced the parents were invited to join. We were taught dance steps by the instructor, then our child was supposed to graciously assist. Middle Boy didn't even enjoy dancing with me.
Here we are wrestling on the dance floor.
Here I am reminding him to, Try to have a good time. I'll pay you if you smile.
Oldest Boy is a parent pleaser. He genuinely wants to do the right thing and he's delighted when he catches an approving glance. We recognize this won't likely last forever. Oldest boy is either dancing with bells on because he thinks it pleases us, or... he was born to dance!
Look at the joy on his face...
I was a parent pleaser and I enjoy dancing, so Oldest Boy comes by it naturally. Middle Boy takes a little more after his father. Notice where Chris is sitting in this picture...
Chris was a good sport to attend the Cotillion party. Many fathers were unfortunately not willing unable to participate. Chris was a great photographer, but when I had the camera, he sat in the back row, near the door and he didn't dance. Not even once. If I give him a few drinks and make some promises... then he'll dance.