Tiny Dancer

I am taking dance class just like Riley.  I watched Riley's class before.  Sometimes I got to do the ribbons or shake the blankets.  Now I get to do all of the dancing.  I have to watch the teacher and I have to watch Riley to see how to do it.  Miss Sara is my dance teacher.  She is nice just like Miss Lori my swim teacher.

It is a ballet and jazz class.  We practiced some ballet dancing and walking on your tip toes.  I even jumped around so much my skirt was falling down.  I need to practice my sassy walk.  Daddy said I have a lot of sassy to show. I got a little bit shy the first time because I don't know all of the girls there. But it was fun to be with Riley.                                                                                                                                                        

Little Notetaker

I am all about taking notes these days.  I have been caring around a couple of notebooks.  When I went to the library today I had to take my notepad.  After I picked out each book I sat down and wrote it down.  I don't know how to write yet but I like to pretend that I can write.

I even have been taking my notepads to Alice's house.  One day I had an idea that she could write down when she gave Julian a bottle and give the note to Mommy or Daddy when they picked us up.  I share my notepad with my friend Abby.  I really like taking notes.

Birthday Party

It was Kaidyn's birthday party but Riley was with Gram so she couldn't go.  But my best friend Cammie was there so I didn't care.  We got our faces painted and we jumped in the bouncey thing.  And we played on the swings.  It was a fun party.

Driving On the Internet

Here is the conversation in the car this morning.  Luciana was enjoying the breeze from having the windows rolled down...

Daddy:  "Alright, we have to roll up the window because we are getting on the interstate."

After a few minutes...
Luciana: "Daddy, are you off the internet?"

D: "What?....oh you mean the interstate?"

L: "Yeah, I want to roll the windows down.  When you see those (concrete) walls do you know you are on the internet?"

D: "We are on the interSTATE.  Not the internet. The internet is on the computer."

L: "Oh yeah. The internet is how Gram watches movies on her ipad."