Ballet Class

Last week was parent observation at Ballet. This was the first time Kearsdad and I have been able to sit in one of Banana's classes. We have watched through the window many days, but sitting in class gives you a much better idea of what is going on. As has been the case all year, we continue to be so glad we moved her to BMag. The training, both physical and spiritual, and the relationships are incredible.

Banana has entered a new world of ballet. She got her first pair of pointe shoes a couple of weeks ago. Learning to walk, stand, and stretch in pointe shoes is a whole new experience. And they haven't even thought about actually dancing in them! :) She has a long way to go before she's off and leaping in them, but she is enjoying learning. Who knew dancers used Duct Tape on their toes?? Thank goodness for brightly colored pretty Duct Tape!

Snow? Yes!

In February, of all times! For the last several years my girls, Kat in particular, has so badly wanted it to snow. All year long she would ask, "Do you think it will snow this year?" Well, last fall she declared that THIS would be the winter we saw snow. And she was right! Who knew?

We saw some snow in December. On the Friday night after our first Christmas Worship program, we walked out of church to see that it was snowing! What fun! We went to Junebug's mama's house and played in the snow for a while....yeah, in the dark. Who cared?

In January, we saw flurries a couple of times, and even had a little accumulation one day, but not much to speak of.

Then last week the forecasters started saying it was coming. I'll admit, it was a little hard to have too much faith in the forecast. After all, this is Mississippi! On Thursday we made the decision to postpone our student winter retreat because it looked like it was going to happen. Late that night, snow started falling. Still, I was skeptical...

But on Friday morning we woke up to this:


It was beautiful! I am so thankful for that day...but not just because it was pretty, or because we had a great family day, although those are both great things. I was thankful for the joy, for the childlike excitement that filled my house that morning. With two teenage girls, I don't get to see it that often anymore. For just a few hours, I had two little girls, oblivious to everything but the joy and fun around them. It's a memory I think I'll treasure for a long time.