I was as nervous as Laine.
Because this was my first lesson, too. As a child, I never took Dance. This will be detailed in a long list of grievances regarding my childhood.......coming soon in memoir form. OK, probably not that soon. I've got a few things on my plate at the moment.
Anyway, I always wanted to. I think every little girl should.
Except for Shiloh Jolie Pitt. That wouldn't work.
Lainey Caroline, Rylee and Cailyn.
"Give us a ballet pose, girls!"
the paparrazi Allison and me)))
They obviously have some work to do.
Allison will have fantastic pictures b/c she's even more aggressive than I am when it comes to getting a good shot. Unfortunately, we won't see those pictures for several months.
Love ya, Allison!
You can check out her blog here, btw.
Today was a trial run.
Lainey glowed the entire time. I'm pretty sure her little 3 year old mind was about to burst with happiness.
After researching options in our area, Allison and I settled on a very laid back option.....a dance instructor who just left her former studio is doing lessons at home......perfect.
Can you hear her squealing?
I honestly believe this might have been the happiest I have ever seen our sweet daughter.
I cried. Real tears, people! It was very emotional for me.
Jack didn't cry.
In case you were wondering.
Can you see me there in the background? I am giddy. Had a blast watching my girl.
But, don't worry. Our dainty little ballerina shredded her tights at the Davidge house later in the evening trying to keep up with the boys.
She's not all "girl".
Keepin' it real, folks.