Celebrating life’s moments are important in my family. I’m not sure who was more excited for dance recital day, my daughter, or me. Her excitement: performing. As for me, I was excited for the day to be OVER. Don’t get me wrong, I’m amazingly proud of my daughter. She’s five and a half; works super hard all year in dance class; and has no fear of being on stage. She’s a hard worker, a complete rockstar. Her issue? She’s got a mommy who is NOT INTO “the dance” thing.
Celebrating life’s moments with HERSHEY’S & S’mores
Unfortunately, even with a non-dance kind of mom, Little Miss loves ballet, and tap. So Mommy sucks it up, and takes her every Friday for dance class. As she dances, I chase The Boy around. Plus, all the money I spend on classes; the dance outfit; and, of course, tickets to the shows. Yes, you read that right, SHOWS. This dance school she goes to has THREE SHOWS in one day. Thankfully, my daughter was in just TWO of them. But we had to pay for tickets to each show, and it was a bit expensive………
Needless to say, Mommy was looking forward to the day being over, whereas Little Miss looked forward to being on stage with her class. She just wanted to tap her little heart out in her pink outfit, with white fringe, white gloves, and white tap shoes. Now, I know I’m her Mom, but ain’t she cute?
Dance recital
Little Miss is pure rockstar. Sitting in that cafeteria with her fellow dance mates, like a boss. No acting up as she waited to perform. Even after lining up, and waiting longer. She walked down the hall, backstage, and onto that stage – NO FEAR – and danced her heart out. Hardly looked for help from her teacher standing in the wings, and tapped her butt off.
First show done. We had snacks, hung out for a bit, and then back to the cafeteria for her. After tending to five little girls, I went back to my seat and waited for my Little Miss to dance on stage. She did fantastic, again, hardly looking at her teacher in the wings. The girl is made for the stage. I’m in trouble, for sure.
Time to celebrate
Amazing day for Little Miss, and for me. She danced, and I managed not to hurt anyone. Dancing done, now to celebrate with pizza and……………S’mores! Sure, it’s not summer YET, but it sure felt like it! Why not have our FIRST FIRE OF S’MORES SEASON to celebrate not just Little Miss and her amazing accomplishment, but also for HERSHEY’S CAMP BOND FIRE. I’m always a big lover of making memories, bonding with our kids, friends, and family.
HERSHEY’S CAMP BONDFIRE
Our HERSHEY’S CAMP BONDFIRE was the PERFECT smashing together of my favorite things: my kids, Hershey’s chocolate, bonding over fire, and making memories.
Pizza for dinner, and then the fun began.
The boy could hardly contain himself, all the goodies on the table WAITING for him to roast the marshmallows, and gobble up the S’mores.
Since we don’t have a fire pit YET, we decided to crank the BBQ up for this one!
Total HIT. It worked great. Check out that kick-butt S’more on my Mozaik brand plate. Pure beauty, right?!
Of course, with my kids, we had to split it in half and have them share it. They’d eaten so many marshmallows at this point, I had to limit the S’mores to half each at a time! See if they’d want another one, then make another and split that in half, too. No wasting chocolate in this house! That’s a SIN!
Needless to say, with chocolate and marshmallows involved, the HERSHEY CAMP BONDFIRE S’mores were a very big hit!
And if you aren’t convinced, The Boy’s face should give you all the proof you need!
Can we have these again?
Disclaimer: This post is part of my participation in the HERSHEY’S CAMP BONDFIRE campaign. All opinions expressed are 100% MINE (as well as The Boy and Little Miss.)
