My little Ballerina. All dressed and ready to go to her first class.
The excitement is written all over her face.
Led by her soon-to-be first grade teacher, Mrs. L, back row in pink.
Warming up with "Butterfly" stretches.
Striking a pose. Love the orange gloves. Mrs. L had a big bag full of boas and gloves. The girls clamored for the pink and purple ones. Not Emma. Always wanting to be different.
None of the girls had any ballet experience. I'm thinking this is not a ballet move.
Timing was a challenge. Mrs. L is a patient soul.
We read this book on our breaks during the week.
"Dance Your Heart Out." She definitely did.
During the dance camp the girls also got to play with different art mediums.
Like decoupaging tissue paper and material. With a touch of bling of course.
Led by the marvelous Mrs. S. Look at the size of that jug o' glue! Mercy, I kept wanting to clean the table and "help" them with the placement of their tissue papers. Mrs. S had to remind me to allow the girls to have self-expression.
They got to layer pastels and water color with sprinkled salt to give it a glittery effect.
Even Daddy got in on the action.
After their recital, there was an art exhibit to show off their creations.