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| Havana with her pal, Ashley. |
I wanted Havana's recital to be sweet.
I wanted it to be full of fun.
But when my baby saw her Papa
and the room full of people;
She didn't want to dance.
I got quite upset.
Then I got mad.
But when I took a deep breath I realized I was sad.
I had to let go of what I thought should be.
I had to let go of what others might be thinking.
And when I let it all go that is the moment when,
Havana decided to dance with her little friends.
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| Papa trying to persuade Havana to join her friends. |
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| Havana mad at me for being mad at her. |
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| Giving it a try while keeping her eyes on Papa. |
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| I knew things took a turn for the better when she turned her focus on Ms. Christine. |
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| Havana enjoying herself, the way she usually does in class. |
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| All the children looked so sweet and pretty. And they did such a great job. |
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| The gymnastics part of the routine. |
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