The girls have started their first ballet/tap class.  As you can see, Kelly still managed to work her uni-present sweaters into her leotard combo.  And no, at no point in her class did she take it off.  After she finished her first “leap” (let’s use that word loosely), she threw her hands in the air, did a pose, and yelled, “TA DA! Now when do I get on stage and dance in the Peter Pan Ballet?”

Sara took to her class like a fish to water.  You would have thought she was born in first position.  She ran off the floor twice to kiss me and say “THANK YOU MOMMY!”.  Let’s face it, not all days in parenting are created equal.  Some days shine, making the…um…less shiny days, worth it.