One evening, after a day of singing and dancing as usual, she told me an elaborate story with details of dancing and dreaming about going to visit the moon. My husband heard the story over the baby monitor and insisted it was the sweetest thing he had ever heard. He convinced my to write it down in my ongoing mother's journal, and so I did.
Several weeks passed, and I couldn't help but tell friends and family the wonderful story my daughter created. Several friends and my mother expressed the idea that this should be a children's book. As a kindergarten teacher, mother, and dancer, the idea seemed very encouraging. I began to put it in story form, and the final product is this wonderful gift from my daughter, The Ballerina Astronaut.