Pink and twirly

I should have known she'd love ballet. Going to her first class involved so many things Abby loves. The pink skirt, the new shoes, the hairbow, the music, and the jumping (sauter actually...though what she does doesn't look nearly as graceful as it sounds) all combined to make for what was probably the most adorable 45 minutes of her young life.

I was proud of how well she followed instruction from her new teacher, and how well she participated in skills that were so new to her. Most of the other girls began this class in September, and considering she was a few months behind, Abby did surprisingly well. The enormous mirror covering one wall of the studio was quite a distraction, and twice I caught her wandering away from the group to stand in front of the mirror and twirl around in her pretty pink ballet skirt.

The nine girls in the class began rehearsing for their summer recital this week, and Abby is very excited to be one of the colors in the dancing rainbow and wave her pretty scarf around. Her instructor spent some time asking the class of very attentive two-year-olds questions about rainbows to introduce what they would be doing for their recital. When she asked where we see rainbows, my confident little newbie piped in with her response: "In the sky...for Noah!" (We may have read that Noah's Ark story a few times.)

When class was over, she asked to go to a nearby coffee shop that we've been to before. "I want a little coffee," she said, and then corrected herself when she saw my disapproving glance.

"May I have a little coffee please?" she asked much more sweetly.

How could I refuse? We ended our morning over mochas and hot chocolate while I told my pretty little ballerina how proud I was of her for following directions and obeying her teacher. Next week she's on her own. Miss Claire has informed all the moms that we are not allowed to stay and watch. Apparently all those cameras flashing was a bit of a distraction.

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