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First Lesson


I told Chloe it was finally the day of her first ballet class....and she said "I'm nervous." 

Once I explained that I wasn't just going to throw her out of the van and wave as I was driving off, she calmed down.  I resisted having her walk in with April and I - she was a few steps ahead, walking confidently, and I let her :)  I almost tripped over her once we got inside though, because she had stopped dead in her tracks.  We found her room and in she went! Then, they closed the door! So, this is the only picture of the 'class time' that I have....

This little Miss wore her shade the entire time we were there, and then we headed to a near-by playground to swing while we waited. 


Totally cool ballerina, looking for her water bottle.  I asked her what she did, and she said "ballet stuff". :)  
I was proud of how brave she was, trying something new with no tears! She woke up the next day expecting to put on her tights and go again :)

Comments

Elizabeth said…
Such a fun experience! Way to go, Chloe!
Anonymous said…
Awww . . . what a great story, Alison. Makes me relive the days of leotards and "meggietards" :). Thanks for sharing this. ~Michelle G

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