And much to my surprise, I got my wish! My own little 8lb. 8oz. bundle of pink prettiness. I was thrilled!
I began whispering to her about ruffles and tutus... smiling and performing... leaping and bopping. And I began the countdown. Once she's three, I'll start her in dance lessons.
In May, with dance lessons looming right around the corner, I hit a bump in the road. Potty training. UGH! She can't go to lessons in a diaper. So we started working on potty training. I never thought she'd get it! As days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, I was sure September would arrive and she'd still be dancing in her diapers.
Ten days ago, she surprised me. She started getting it. Running to the potty. Preferring panties. Ballet lessons, here we come!!
Monday was her first day. She was almost as excited as I was. We got her dressed in her new dance clothes and put her hair up "like a ballerina"...
Stretch! (Look at those pretty ballet arms!) Her brothers and I stood and watched every minute through the one way window. (He's not as excited about having a sister as he was that day 3 years ago, but he sure was proud of his ballerina sister.)
Then is was time for tap. And she discovered her shoes made noise!
Tap, tap, tap, goes the teacher. STOMP, STOMP, STOMP goes the Doodlebug.
And came back again.
And then she was done. It was a GREAT first lesson! And well worth the 3 year wait.
3 comments:
I got goosebumps! I know how special this was for you! ;o) Kalyn has been talking about trying dance lessons again...she tried when we lived in Houston briefly but had a hard time with separation. Might have to try it again!!
How fun! She looks so cute...
Congrats on the potty training!
Well, I will have to live vicariously through you, and I did just that. I enjoyed every photo out there.
Congrats on potty training. That is always a huge relief.
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