Mothers should be allowed one big screwup. This was mine
Briefly

"After all, it had been my own obsession as a girl. I'd logged countless hours at a rural Virginia dance studio owned by a former Rockette."
"I was determined they'd end up better dancers than me, of the mediocre feet and inflexible back. I'd have them in my lap, crooning, 'Point! Flex!' in a singsongy voice, while stretching their tiny feet back and forth."
"Those little chubby babes would stare up at me wide-eyed, as if saying, 'Um, why are we doing this?' Luckily for me, our girls loved dance as much as I did."
"I took pride in being the best possible mother, providing our daughters the potential to become professional dancers if they so chose, until I committed my One Big Parental Screwup."
Read at TODAY.com
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