So my mother said it best...It's hard to be a Diva when you have little kids....I am getting ready to take my big first diva step out on stage...and out of the corner of my eye I see my darling two year old son...head thrown back, screaming at the top of his lungs, running as fast as he can away from his father....where is he running...oh yes dear diva's he is running across the stage....instead of my audience being wowed by my diva presence they are now rolling in the floor laughing...trying to maintain some of my diva presence i tiptoe out and snatch him from the middle of the stage...one of those under the arm mid-run backward snatches.....and in one quick movement I set him in is father's and start my dance......oh yes I have been announced and my music has started....so what is the fix for this diva disruption....I say duct tape.....duct tape them to the chair and a little piece across the mouth....cause god knows when your whole family are belly dance diva's there is no one to stay home with the little sweet children......