Last night, after her dances (she's in two: ballet butterflies and jazz raindrops) she was on my lap watching the rest of the show when suddenly she slid off my lap and started dancing in the aisle. I gathered her up and asked her what she was doing. "I still feel like dancing!" came the reply. This from the girl who gives us individual dance recitals nightly. At least she's having fun.
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