The Dancing Queen

In an effort to instill grace and poise at an early age, we've enrolled Molly in ballet and tap lessons, which started today. She complained initially that the tights didn't have enough "sparkless" (sparkles), but I've assured her that a few times a year she'll get to wear plenty of sequins and sparkles at dance recitals.

She pulled the typical wailing and clinging when I tried to drop her off at the class, but after the instructor pried her off me, she did very well. She even did a few tap moves for the camera when we got home.

As for me, I get to sit in the dance school's lobby and read a book for 45 wonderful minutes while Molly's in class. Bliss!