Abby had her first ballet class yesterday.
To think we went from launching off beds dressed like superheroes just hours before...
to eating fish sticks and cookies with friends in undies to....
to desperately mixing a magical placebo (we ran out of Uncle Donnie's Pepsi) of Margarita mix and water...
- sans tequila, not that desperate yet - just so she could stop crying from neck pain to...
"Hold me closer, Tiny Daaaaannnnceerrrr,..."
"...you had a busy day todaaaayyyyyy."
She woke up this morning inconsolably crushed that ballet class wasn't every day.
After seeing this smile, I'd have to say it makes two of us.
(Oh, you're wondering who that is standing next to Abby like she lives here or something?
She lives here or something.
And we are very lucky to have her.
More, lots more soon.)