Three Fridays ago, Charley started ballet. She picked out her whole outfit (ok, minus the tights, those were B's). For two weeks, she wore the same thing ('cause we are girls, it is all about he clothes around here, and by girls, I mean Mike too. He usually looks the best out of all of us.). Last week she wore a sparkly purple leotard that Lee gave her for gymnastics. She has learned passe, and maybe first position? I don't know. all us moms huddle around the only window watching. I cannot hear anything. Drives me crazy!
(Sorry about the bad iPhone pictures - funny how they say these phones take great ones.)