Dance class, week 3

On Saturday morning, Rebecca was ready to attempt the third week of dance class. I had let her pick whether she wanted to wear her black leotard or her skirted pink leotard. The pink won, hands down. We reminded her that she was going to go in to her class by herself but that we'd be waiting outside. "Aw-right," she said, without any apparent concern. When we arrived, she told us that her class was in the green room and marched straight back there. We got her ballet shoes on hurriedly, because there were "neetle girls" wanting to play. Since we'd gotten there early, she had plenty of time to run around with the other 2.5 year olds in her class, whose names happen to both be Ava. They had a blast. They all ran in a circle, saying, "You can't catch me, you can't catch me." No one was trying to catch anyone, they were all just running in a circle.



You can tell just how much smaller Rebecca is than the other girls her age. All of these girls are within a month of Rebecca's age.



Miss Diana arrived and there was only a brief flicker of concern as I told her that I was going to watch her in the front while she was in class. Then she scampered into the dance room to put her star down on the floor. She did great! When she came out to have her ballet shoes exchanged for her tap shoes, she said, "Hi Mama!" and was ready to get back in the classroom for tap. This time, the noise of all the taps didn't phase her. It was HILARIOUS to see the individual world they did in tap. All the little girls sat in a line; Miss Diana would have one girl get up at a time to do the shuffle step so she could work with them individually. I was so proud - Rebecca sat perfectly in place until it was her turn, then popped up and did her thing and sat down again. I'm pleased to say that Rebecca was definitely one of the more coordinated!

At the end of the class, all of the girls get hand stamps. (Last week, there was a mild catastrophe when the stamps wore off with handwashing during the day). Everyone gets one stamp, but each week, there is a special princess stamp for the "Special Listener." Yesterday, Rebecca won the prize for being the "special listener" of the day. She was very proud to show us her stamps and to tell us about dance class. When we got in the car, she announced, "I'm HUNGRY! I need cereal and MILK!" Knock on wood, I think dance class is a success. She's already ready to go back next week.