I do feed my child

Just had to make a quick disclaimer in case any of you talk to Ginny in the near future.
This morning she was pretending that she was Dorothy after we had read stories from the Wizard of Oz. (Great condensed version from the library, beautifully illustrated by Charles Santore). I was Glenda, the good witch. She said she wanted to stay with me because I would feed her. She said her parents don't want her to grow so they don't feed her. She was so grateful to me (Glenda) for being willing to feed her. She also said her parents are so mean. They never play with her and never read her stories. I pointed out that they probable don't snuggle with her or even go to her dance concerts. She agreed and said her parents just dropped her off at her dance concert, they didn't even come in! What cruel parents! But, luckily, Glenda was there to support her. Good thing there are other people out there to help take care of this poor, deprived child. : >

Dance Concert

Ginny had her final "showcase" for her little dance class yesterday. I was very curious to see what would happen. On Monday she sat out the last ten minutes of class, refusing to dance. But the performance bug hit her and she danced the best that I have ever seen her dance!

It's really all about the outfit. She got this tutu for Christmas. She spent most of the time before the concert (and during) admiring the spin factor of her skirt.

Matt captured it all on video. But I got a few candid shots. They somehow managed to all come together for the final bow. At the end, Ginny said "Is it over?". I had to go and get her off the floor. She looked like she wanted to do it again.
Her teacher, Mike, said some final words at the end of all the performances. After he finished saying something about how dance can change the community by building confidence in young people, Ginny interrupted him with "Um, Mike?". He stopped and said "yes?". She said "Look at me" and stood up on her tippytoes and twirled. It was the perfect end to what he was saying. Everyone laughed and he knew to end it right there.
I love my beautiful "Prima Ballerina" as she calls herself.

How to eat a Valentine cookie- By Ginny

1-Take one beautiful valentine cookie from your Aunt Keli. Admire the pink sprinkles, then claim that you helped Aunt Keli make it.
2- Take a few dainty bites of beautiful Valentine cookie.
3- Remove the "curly parts" of the frosting.
4- With your index finger and pointer finger, scrape off as much frosting from the cookie as you can. Feel free to also pick up cookie and lick frosting.
5- Shove frosting in mouth
6- Take a few more bites of naked cookie
7- Give the rest to your Mom because you love her and want to share


Happy Valentine's Day!