Bigger and Biggar

Biggar has this crazy slogan “New York may be big but we are Biggar”  that about everyone repeats and that about everyone is tired of.  Biggar is just a little spot on the prairie map, a small hotel, a restaurant or two, a few churches and an art centre.  The community is big into music and dance festivals and competitions.  They hold one of the largest dance competitions in the province.  And today that is where we are going.

Grace and her friend, Nathalie, will be dancing their duet today.  On Thursday, Grace danced her solo and large group dance – Gold medal performances in both.  Today, I wouldn’t be surprised if they don’t pull off another gold. 

Grace hasn’t danced a solo in competition before this one.  I am so thankful that it went well.  She had been stressing out in her own inward sort of way for over a week.  She stopped eating on Tuesday.  Another thing for me to worry about I suppose.  She ate a hot dog on the way back Thursday night and was sick – lost it all.  I suggested that a hot dog is probably not a friendly to your stomach sort of food.  Maybe she should start out with some soup or toast – something a bit more bland and easy to digest.  But what does a mother know anyway?

Anyway, in about an hour we will pack ourselves into my vehicle and head south to the big town of Biggar.  It looks like a beautiful day for the trip.