Molly and I laid down a bit ago and we both conked. I woke up to the sound of her breathing. So precious. I lay there thinking of what a gift she is, all of our kids are, that God has given us. Thankful for the gift of breath.
I wanted to show ya some pix from this morning. Molly had her first "ballerina school." She's been excited about this for weeks and today it finally came. This morning at 6:21am I was woken with her little step-step-step up to the side of our bed in the dark, where she whispered, "Mom? Is today my first ballerina school?"
The class is only 1/2 hour. And the outfit we got, the "right kinda ballet slippers" and class itself should be l-o-n-g-e-r due to what we paid, but none the less, she was lovin' every minute. Our added bonus today? Hunter was with us. His momma had a 3-hour sugar test (she's getting closer, baby boy #2 is due in a few weeks). He's a busy little man and oh so entertaining!
Molly felt the need to keep Hunter contained :)
All ready to go (and a little nervous, I was surprised she put the ol' thumb in)
Molly headed to class with her 6 classmates - ohh, grabbing Hunter to keep him corralled
Off she goes! Us mom's stayed in a room across the hall
