tiny dancer

We're back to semi-scheduled days.
Mornings of breakfastbrushhairteethgetdressedbackpacksnacksshoeshurryoutthedoor

(yes really)



Oh, and time for reading on the couch a little before locating shoes...


Aven had her first dance class today.
I think sometimes her big sister overshadows her, and I was thinking she may be a little hesitant trying something new all by herself.


Um, no. She tapped her little heart out.
And how did it happen
that there appears to be very little trace of 'baby' left in that girl?