Forgive me today, but today is a sentimental post. My baby girl just went to her first ballet class tonight. I am so excited. You see, here is a little background on me... I love to dance. I danced all growing up and through high school, finally settling on jazz as being a friendlier style to my body build than ballet. Pre-children I took some adult dance classes. And even last summer I took a Latin Broadway jazz class in my third trimester (quick secret... all the hip moves were great for working out the pregnancy soreness in my back). I think all the pirouettes then are the reason my baby boy still loves being spinned.
So, it was with great excitement that I took my newly three-year-old to her first ballet class today. She was riot. At the moment, she loves dancing. I am sure the day may come when she tells me that she doesn't want to dance, and I'll accept that day and encourage her as she finds her own passion. But in the meantime, I am loving watching her twirl in those leather ballet slippers with her tutu swirling around her.
Fresh off of a boating vacation, I promise to bring craft projects back soon. Until then, have a lovely July...
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You have a lovely blog! How cool about your daughter's ballet class! I hope it went well. I, too, have always loved to dance.
There is nothing cuter than little girls in tutus! I was so excited when Mia first started her first little dance class too :)
Such a wise Mama to know that some day your little girl may want to quit and being willing to let it go when that happens...beautiful and poignant post.
I Love your blog! Here for Friday Follows - hope to see you at Dropped Stitches!
Erin
droppedstitches72.blogspot.com
i may not be a craft-y person, but i LOVE your blog! who knows, some of your craftiness may rub off on me :)
following you from NFF :)
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