My Dancer?

She had to wear this lovely number

Abbie has been begging to take Ballet. We made her wait until this fall for new classes to begin. She is attending a Jazz/Tap/Ballet class at Dance Illusion. I love this studio because they offer fun and good technique. Two important requisites for loving and learning dance.

Abbie might be my dancer. She loves it and is learning quite well. I love to sneak peaks at her practicing. She is the youngest in her class, just a tiny thing, but quite capable. I know she loves it because just last night at the park, she spent her entire time "performing" on top of a picnic table.

So far we have enjoyed commuting by bike or feet downtown to dance in the afternoon. Class is before school lets out for the older girls, so the time and exercise has been nice. I particularly enjoy perusing the bookstore across the street while Sunny sleeps. One day I walked across town to the bank. Let us hope the snow stays at bay for a while.