I started Gwen back up with ballet lessons. She was begging me daily to start again. I was just not wanting to add another place for me to be during the week. She would put her leotard and tights on almost daily and ask if we were going to ballet. I couldn't take it anymore, it made me feel pretty bad. About a month ago as I was tucking her into bed I told her that in the morning she would be going to her ballet class. She squealed with excitement. The next morning she had her leotard and tights on at 6am ready to go. It is totally worth the extra effort on my part. I mean, come on...look at that sweet, happy face. Love her.
