But she was damned cute in that little outfit.
She ran around the dance studio before and after the class, watching herself in the mirror, and her teacher said that she did just fine in class. Periodically throughout the class the parents in the lobby would hear delighted laughter from the classroom. When Maybelle came out, she said, "Dance class! Dance class!"
It was interesting being in the lobby, waiting for Maybelle. Perhaps this deserves its own blog post, but I'll say two things:
- It'll be no surprise to anyone to learn that mothers were the only people there--nary a child was brought by a father, and
- It might be a surprise that I got to have a lengthy and interesting conversation with two neighbors, one of whom is a PhD, and one an MD.
*I don't think full-grown adults are allowed to use these words, but Trey and Catherine use them, so I'll pretend I'm quoting them.