It was her final competition and so my mom came with us to stay at a hotel in this far away land (of Collingwood :). We marked a trail near the place we were lodging with the tracks of a scooter, our footprints, and that thing that always happens to two or more of us on a hike far from bathrooms. Sigh. However, it was a lovely little walk before an early morning of ballet.
Placing first again, we praised God for the opportunity for our daughter to excel in an area she loves. (It's prohibited to take photos during a competition so I don't have any!). Packing up the hairpins and tutu, we meandered back to the hotel so that her little spectators could enjoy a swim. Blessings in abundance.