Well done baby

Today was her first proper day of classes at her new dance school. She'd been so excited to go. I was thrilled because her new ballet bag arrived about 20 minutes before I went to pick her up. I'd packed her pizza and ice cream for her tea. She saw it and squealed "wowwww!!! Mummy, I love you so much!"

We got to the new class in good time. She is doing the grade she's been put into and the grade above. Her first class is the harder one. She had just a nervous minute or two before she went in but Miss R whisked her off and she got on with it. She came out three hours later with an absolutely ginormous beam and thoroughly pleased that her teacher had said she'd done good work. I asked her if she's happy to be at the new school. "YES!!!" she said emphatically. "It's great!"