Tiny dancer

I made the rookie mistake of telling Molly about a month too early that we signed her up for ballet class. At least once a day for the last month, Molly has asked, "Are we going to ballet class today?" And I have had to answer, "No, not today. We're going soon though." Finally, yesterday was the day. I got to dress Molly up in her leotard, tights, and ballet shoes, and drive over to Dance Center Evanston for her first class.

Parents were only able to look through a small window, but it was easy to see that Molly was having the time of her life in there with her friends Izzy and Bianca. She got a little distracted by the big mirror and probably spent more time looking at herself than she did paying attention to the teacher. But hopefully she'll get better at following directions as the weeks go on. If I looked this cute, I guess I'd get distracted too!

Can't hardly wait

Meeting the teacher before class

Prima ballerinas