Yesterday we went to dance class and Dana came with us. You two went to the park and library across the street for a little while, then came back. Dana went to run a few errands and you explored the studio, discovering some new things as it has been a few weeks since we have been there. Even Baby James seems like a new creature. He is not yet 5 months, but is nearly the same height and weight as you! I've heard that boys can be bigger. You loved playing with him, and were so nice to pick up his toys and place them in his swing for him to play with.
|You at the mirror being a giddy girl, James being a chilled out boy|
|Gathering his toys|
So, this is how mammas do dance class...
When any fun interaction starts to happen between the kiddos, we stop everything and whip out our phones to snap photos...
In between exercises we stopped to adjust James' position hoping he may become comfy enough to nap.
Or, we stop to giggle at his funny face-down lounging position and silly noises.
During exercises we chat about teething and feeding.
When Dinah just doesn't want to stay put any longer, and James is too fussy to swing, we preform the final combination -- a beautiful waltz, with babies in our arms! It might not have been technical perfection, but it was a different sort of perfection.
I love you,