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First day of dance

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Kaybree,
You've been asking for months to go to dance class. Ever since Violet started dance you've been dying to go. You dance all the time. You're always performing. I told you you would go when you get bigger so you've been telling everyone you're going to get big and go to school and dance.

Well yesterday we had your first dance class--and it sucked. Shaunelle was confused about when I would be picking you up so you missed your nap. When we got to the class you were fine and excited but when you had to spend the first few minutes sitting and listening you grew anxious. After a few minutes you stood up, ran to me, and refused to leave my side.

I held you at the back of the class for a while and we watched the other girls start their stretches. Eventually we moved outside because I didn't want to make the other moms mad (no parents are allowed in the class). Then you started telling me you didn't feel well and you laid down in my lap. I'm pretty sure you would have fallen asleep right there so I decided we could go. You were way too tired to follow directions and play with strangers.

I'm crossing my fingers and really hoping next week will go better! I want you to love dance class!

Now I'm worried about you starting school in the fall! You've started wetting the bed a lot so we're working through that and the accidents during the day haven't stopped either. Let's grow out of this phase!

But you do know your ABC's--at least you think you do. Here's how you sing the ABCs:

A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, Kaybree, Lelelello, P. Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, and Z. Now I know my ABCs, next time won't you sing with me!

It's adorable that you've stuck your name in there but you refuse to learn the actual alphabet! Oh well!

Eisley,

You're also trouble. You're still not walking. I KNOW you can but you refuse. Any time I think you're going to finally stand on your own, you sit down. On purpose. You've got a doctor's appointment tomorrow and I don't think he'll be happy that you are not walking! Gotta grow up a little bit baby girl!

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