“Emily, all the girls wear leotard and tutu. We don’t have them, but you can wear different clothes. Do you wanna go anyway?”.
She didn’t hesitate, “Yes!”.
“Ok, let’s go choose your clothes! Ah, and you’ll have to go in by yourself, the moms wait outside”.
Emily went to a her dance class, and our conversation went exactly like that, but only AFTER I almost sabotaged it with my mommy worries. Full story on the blog: late.la/dance-class .