Tuesday, February 8, 2011

And we danced.

Monkey and I danced the entire Nutcracker last night.  With our own choreography, of course.  She's starting to add little flourishes as she dances; delicate hands, swoops, finger movements.  We took turns flitting around the living room, and sometimes added a pas de deux (sp?) with a bear, a flower, or Mickey Mouse.  So precious.  Wish I had pictures to share, but I was needed as a dancer.

Both of her Grandmothers took ballet pretty seriously.  Moi, not so much, although I have always loved the act of totally amateur dancing.  I'm starting to suspect it skips a generation.  I may have years of (the cutest little) leotards ahead of me...

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