A First

Today was my daughter's very first dance class. Considering she was the youngest one in the class and she's starting late compared to the others due to the fact that she HAD to be two first...I think it went really well.



She absolutely loved the hour she spent there, even though about mid way I was beckoned from the doorway to "come control your child" because she was all over the place. Really she was just being a brand new two year old who hasn't been in such a structured environment with so many pretty ballerinas to play with. Nevertheless, I went in to "control" her.

The hardest part for her was when they had to take turns doing tumbling on the mat. She thought doing rolls and wheelbarrow walking was so much fun, she wanted it to be her turn every time. I had to hold her while she screamed. That was a lot of fun. Let.me.tell.you. But once that was over with, she was back to zipping around the danceroom and singing and blabbering.

For her first formal event for mimicking another adult aside from her parents, I think she did marvelously. She stomped when she was supposed to. She waved her arms and wiggled her fingers right on que. She even pointed her toes and kicked her feet while holding onto the ballet bars just as she was told - with a little assistance from the teacher of course.



((I just love her baby potbelly in this picture.))

She was just squirrely. Entirely squirrel really. She wanted to explore everything. And she's fast too. Definately gave this teacher a good workout chasing after her. I counted at least four times when my sweet little bundle of joy snatched the paper the teacher was working off of and made a mad dash across the room. And for some reason, my affectionate little busy body had no quams about planting herself in the middle of the activity circle of ballerinas, nor did she seem to think for the slightest second that maybe she shouldn't be hogging the teacher by sitting directly in her lap instead of to her side like all the other little girls.

It was definately a great laugh... I hope next week goes better as far as her minding. The curiosity has got to wear off...right?