The Performance

I remember taking gymnastics like it was yesterday.  I can't imagine how the audience managed to keep straight faces as Heather and I demonstrated our double cartwheel, chest rolls and double-straddle-rolls at the year-end performances, but somehow they did. 

Maisie’s end of the year performance was Thursday night, and lets just say, “that girl was on fire!” 

 

I left work early in order to have the kids fed and Maisie's hair done prior to the performance.  However, we managed to lock ourselves out of the house and had to wait for Mike to let us in after work. 

 

Maisie's anxiety built as we waited for the performance to start.  She decided she didn't want to perform and began to wimper.  Mike handed her over to the gymnastics instructor (who was comforting another little girl who came in crying).  Maisie quickly snapped out of it and was able to put on quite a show.

 

As she finished her routine, Molly could be heard hootin' and hollarin' (as could I), "Yeah Maisie!"

 

I'm pretty sure she felt like a million bucks.  

 

 

She's just a girl and she's on fire
Hotter than a fantasy, longer like a highway
She's living in a world and it's on fire
Fill with catastrophe, but she know she can fly away

 

Oh, she got both feet on the ground
And she's burning it down
Oh, she got her head in the clouds
And she's not backing down

 

 

This girl is on fire
This girl is on fire
She's walking on fire
This girl is on fire

 

 

Looks like a girl but she's a flame
So bright she can burn your eyes
Better look the other way
You can try but you'll never forget her name
She's on top of the world
Hottest of the hottest girls say

 

 

Oh, we got our feet on the ground
And we're burning it down
Oh, got our head in the clouds
And we're not coming down

 

 

This girl is on fire
This girl is on fire
She's walking on fire
This girl is on fire

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Her cheering section couldn't have been more proud.