Late night dancing

No, these are not their ballet costumes.

I'm torn between two dances, two musical tantrums.The choreography of life sometimes confuses me to the point where the rhythm occasionally catches me on my wrong foot.

Ok, enough for the wordy introduction which was meant be a spoonful of melodic corn.

What does one do when the potential ballerinas you call your daughters rather spend time dancing, twirling, jumping, doing splits instead of getting ready for bed. And this could easily be 10pm at night.

Would you ask them to stop jumping around like monkeys or continue to encourage their passion and seemingly self-motivated need to practice their dance moves? Our neighbours downstairs have yet to give us their take - but I think that it's always good to get that extra two minutes of practice in, especially those oh-so-hard-to-master twirling leaps.