Guys, remember the series I started when I first had my blog called A Baby And….?! Well. I kinda stopped that because it was mainly to document the first time she did certain things and at three years old, there unfortunately aren’t many more firsts for us.
That is until she started Ballet class on Tuesday. Ballet Class! I’ve been waiting for this moment since forever and it finally came and you bet your ass I took a million and one photos.
The minute I helped her get dressed I wanted to die. It was everything I imagined and more, she looked so perfect.
She is obsessed with class already. When we got there, we were able to be in the room with her for a whole five minutes before the teacher (her first teacher! what!!!) kicked us out. It was sad, Dominic and I were sad, but Olivia didn’t even notice we were gone! She had such a good time.
The park district offers a six week class. One day a week for a half hour and it was super cheap, too. Their thought process is that they want to see which kids are really into dance and then we have a choice to put them in a longer class, right around when Fall starts. I think it’s safe to say that Olivia will definitely want in on that.
They danced to a few Little Mermaid songs (we didn’t get to see them, but we definitely heard them. Which was torture!), ended the class with Let It Go, obviously, and then the teacher sent all twelve girls on their merry way, back to their mamas (and in Olivia’s case, dad, too).
We took her out for coffee where she proceeded to say to us, “After we drink our coffee can we go back to ballet class? Please?”
If that doesn’t scream Success then I don’t know what does.