Chloe has been begging for some sort of outlet. Okay, maybe not in those words, but she has wanted to be involved in some sort of activity:)
I had planned to enroll her in dance classes at her daycare in the fall, but with Chris committing himself to being a stay-at-home dad and full-time student, my plans changed.
Since our visits to the park and pool have lessened due to the cold weather, I thought that it might be nice to go ahead and enroll her in dance class. This past Tuesday was her first class.
Daddy was kind enough to snap a shot of my tiny dancer before class. (Thank you, Meghan, for the dance wear!)
She was all smiles when I picked her up that evening.
I love the reflection in this picture. Maybe one day we'll see more than the top of her head in that mirror.
After class, I asked Chloe if she learned a new dance. She said that she couldn't remember the dance, but she knew that it was beautiful. Awe:)
Chloe and Evan each found a little surprise in our mailbox when we got home.
Thank you for the sweet treats, Aunt Dana!