Amy Bailey Instagram – I auditioned for a film recently that required me to dig up my old tap shoes and pound out some time-steps for the casting director. Because of 😷 (😠) I had to do a selftape in our living room at night after the kids went to bed. Weirdly, my bipedal cacophony didn’t wake the baby, but our 5 year old twins did come downstairs wondering what the holy hell was happening. I started off annoyed at myself that I couldn’t remember routines and kept missing beats, but then I realised my kids have never really seen me dance before. They know mom & dad “used to be dancers” but they don’t fully yet understand our 15+ year dance careers B.C. (before children). They watched patiently while I worked through some steps, and then when I was finished they bolted up and began imitating me. Allegra even tried on “mom’s funny up-shoes” (high heel taps) while Atticus stomped and spun and asked us if we had ever seen a kid do such fast moves (we replied, “NEVER!!”…😉). Later, I went to bed – already sore, lord help me – feeling so lucky to have called myself a dancer. It wasn’t until I had retired that I truly appreciated what an incredibly difficult and magnificent career it is. Here are a handful of pics I dug up from the ancient files. Between the two of us, @miniateam and I have a LOT of dance photos. Now please excuse me while I hobble away to get more tiger balm onto these gams o’ mine… 💃🏻🩰🕺🏻