Dance Dance Revolution

Sara started dance this week. She spends 85% of her day running around the house singing at the top of her lungs and twirling around and around and around (makes you dizzy just reading it, doesn't it?). I figure it's time we make this official and get some actual technique intermixed with her love of twirling and spastic body contortions. I opted for ballet/jazz in order to work on her poise and grace. Before her lessons were over, she had already mastered the arabesque ballet position (first time I have ever used that word in my life- you all know my history with dance and coordination- not pretty, which is another reason I started her in dance at an early age- my gene pool isn't doing her any favors).

Dave and I were talking the other day about signing Sara up for dance. I mentioned that I can't do a cartwheel. Never EVER have I done one. I know, pathetic. But anyway, I was saying how I want Sara to do dance and tumbling for a while to get the basics down- learn a cartwheel or whatever. And Dave was like "I never took dance and I can do a cartwheel." Wawawa... Zip it mister.

Before we left to her dance class, we went out in the front yard to snap some pictures. I didn't tell her to pose- she just started throwing poses at me right and left. With Sara it always comes to the point where I have to tell her to just STOP and look at me. No posing. No smiling. Just look. And maybe we get a decent shot.



She was SO SO SO excited to start dance. I stayed and watched her during her first class. She was so cute leaping over cones, holding onto the bar and doing her arabesque, and sliding across the floor like a snake! I was so happy that she was having such a great time. After she came out she couldn't stop laughing. She does this dorky little laugh over and over and over when she gets excited. After her class, she kept cocking her head to the side, posing, and laughing. I really need to record it on the video camera sometime. Absolutely priceless.

And when we got home, you better believe it, she still had some poses up her sleeve.