Look who wrote a book.

A short story about owls.

The BIG Performance

Our oldest was in a ballet performance a month ago. (Yep, I'm behind on blogging.)  


She did AWESOME!
She waited patiently backstage with friends.  That is, if your definition of "patiently waiting" is running around like a wild child down ramps, almost knocking people down.  It helped with the butterflies for sure.  She told me once or twice about the flutters in her stomach.  Then continued coloring or hiding or exploring more secret places.  Quite the adventurous spirit she has at times.  

 Family and friends came out to watch the show.

(Side Note: I put makeup on her.  She hated every minute.  She told me it made her look too pretty.  Daddy would love to hear that she never wants to wear makeup again.)  

  Miss Margaret (sweetest 60+ year old) is her ballet teacher. 

The patience this woman has for 10+ girls every Monday is amazing!

Heart of gold.

Plus, she still puts on a leotard and does all the moves with the girls.