The end of an era, the birth of a ballerina

As we were driving to free play at Gymboree last night, I told Emma we wouldn't be going to Gymboree as much anymore. I've suspended our account there, which is effective for three months; but I'm going to just cancel our account soon, I think. She seems to be outgrowing it. It's a great place for her to play, but she doesn't seem to get much out of her class, which is the whole point.
It's a little sad to end our time with Gymboree. It's been really great. That's how we met our good friends out here. But they're all in the same boat, too, and we're all kind of moving on from Gymboree now and doing different things. We still hang out during the week, though, which is nice.

Emma and her friend Emily are now signed up for a weekly tap/ballet combo dance class. They tried it out last Saturday. It was just the cutest thing, all those little ones in tutus. They started with their tap shoes on, taking their ballet shoes with them and putting them by the wall so they could change in the middle. Emma refused to put down her shoes, so she carried them the whole time. It was so funny. She was a little nervous (with a teacher she didn't know) and sad (mommy and daddy couldn't come in with her) for a while, but she lightened up and started participating. She loved the ballet, and she was really good at walking on her toes and doing pirouettes with her little hands above her head. She was such a cute tiny dancer.

A few of Emma's friends already attend dance class at a different dance studio, which we've tried out on a few occasions, but Emma didn't seem to like the class there. I'm glad we found her a place she likes.

That's all for now. More later.

Always remember: It's sad when things you like come to an end; but how exciting it is to begin new endeavors!