What was I thinking? I asked Bob to come along to Ireland’s dance competition in Madison. Talk about a fish out of water! But, he was a trooper. It’s mainly moms but some brave dads come to these competions. Hair spray, bobby pins, super quick costume changes, girls everywhere. I’m still getting used to the whole scene. This is only my second year travelling with the team. The girls did great! Bob didn’t complain a bit but, let’s just say he throughly enjoyed his beer after spending hours in an auditorium with cheering dance moms. The next day, I did catch him humming one of the dance songs. I had to smile. On the way home he confessed he wasn’t sure if it was his thing. Too funny! I’m not really sure it’s mine either but Ireland loves it. So, we hit the road again next month for another competition in Chicago. Don’t think the “dance dad” will be coming with. LOL!! That’s okay. Can’t say I blame him. Hope he has the laundry done and dinner made when we get home. Would you have your guy go?