Hadley started dance class a few weeks ago, and it has been a riot thus far. Hadley loves it. One thing I know about my oldest daughter is that she loves group activities, and she loves music. In this class, they get to prance around with pretty wands, flap their arms up and down while leaping in the air, spin around waving fancy scarves, it's all very Fancy Nancy. For 45 minutes every week I get to watch what looks like a mime production of popcorn popping.
The best part? Hadley gets to wear ballet shoes, and a leotard.
The fun doesn't stop when we leave class, folks. Oh no. We carry on the dance party at home, too.
Harper wanted to have a leotard and ballet shoes as well, so I compromised. She's wearing a onesie and Dora slippers.
It was only a matter of time before they got bit by the dance bug. After all, their father has four completely different ranges of motion.
When I grow up I want to be a writer. I practice a lot on my two blogs, Notes from Naptime and Sit A While. Sometimes what I write gets into magazines. My work has been in Christian School Teacher, Christian Home and School, the online magazine Mommy Times, and The Banner.