Showing posts with label Dance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dance. Show all posts

08 September 2010

So Many Firsts!

First time making my sisters AWESOME home made play dough.
First day Sophia didn't wince while I styled her hair around her 3 staples.
First day of preschool for Jennie.
First day of Dance for Sophia, (well in Idaho anyway).
First time I've ever asked one of my children to call me "Miss Sherrie"
First time Sophia shares a seat belt with her friend on the way home from dance.
First day Joseph came home from 3rd grade in a good mood.
First day of PACE for Dalton, (Idaho's accelerated program).
First day of real piano lessons for Dalton.
First time I've been complimented on how advanced Dalton is in piano.
First day Joseph takes a shower on the first time he's asked... EVER.
First time Jennie steals a popsicle right out of the neighbors deep freeze.
First call to the home owners insurance.
First flavorful nectarine of the season.

27 January 2009

Solid Gold!

I've tried to put music to this, and can't seem to figure it out. You must watch her dancing though, she'll make you smile, maybe laugh, and you'll have a better day I'm sure of it.

She's not in classes anymore, preschool 5 days a week is enough for any little girl. She misses it terribly though, and we'll put her back in when the time is right.

20 September 2008

Sophia's First Ballet Class

This school year has been hard for Sophia. She's the only BIG person (just ask her) who doesn't go to school, and it's not fair (again, just ask her). She begged, and begged, and on the day I bought the boys some new school shoes, and she saw ballet slippers in the same section, she and I knew the answer. Ballet.

She's in with a class of 3-5 year old girls, and the teacher Miss Kim said that the first day would be more like a tryout for her, and that the tuition for this session could be refunded if she wasn't ready.

Sophia did beautifully! She let me style her hair (buns and pony's only).


She carried her slippers till we arrived in the studio.


She followed Miss Kim's every move and request with the slower reflexes of a 2 year old, but to her very best ability.


I could tell the whole time that she was trying her hardest to please her new teacher, and prove that she could be with the older girls, and her efforts pushed her through.


She's happy!


I'm sure you'll see more of her leotard collection.