For the last year, Mary Grace has been begging for ballet lessons.
Her grandparents gifted her her dreams!
She was so excited for the first day of class...
until we actually got there.
Then she wasn't so sure!
I can't tell from the look on her face if she was sizing up the competition, or just wishing everyone would just disappear.
They don't allow parents to stay during classes.
I think it was harder for me to leave her
than it was for her to be left there!
She did great, though.
After class, she showed me all her new moves...like "tipee-toes!"
This is a new experience for me, too!
I'm used to dirty cleats, not petite ballet slippers.