Ugh...

We love our daughter, The Playmaker's Sister. And we love that she loves to dance. And we love watching her dance.

But...

We H-A-T-E her dance recital (which is tonight). And everything about it. Well, except for the 8 minutes (8!) she gets to actually dance on stage. The other 3 hours and 52 minutes she is backstage as we are stuck watching people we don't know dance.

Why do they need a four hour show?!? Why not split the girls up (by age) into two shows?!? Then parents get to see more of their kids and less of kids they don't give a crap about.

Why is it at the ungowdly time of 6 PM?!? How about something a tad more convenient -- something like 2 PM?!?

And why do they need to have a four hour dress rehearsal the day of the show?!? The Playmaker's Sister has been going once a week for two hours since September. Shouldn't the girls know the routines by now?!?

So today, we get to see the end result of those hours of work. We get to see the finished product -- a product, by the way, that has cost us over $1k this year.

And it's all over in 8 minutes.

That's $125 per minute...