The dressing gown!

So yesterday after class and a long trip home thanks to yet more dodgy trains Carys had a lovely long soak. Then she went to put on "Gary's dressing gown!". The shriek when she pulled it out of the bag and saw the back for the first time was earsplitting. The little jig she did with excitement was not fitting of a ballerina in training! The dressing gown that she had thought was an ordinary dressing gown was far from ordinary. Exclusive to the Royal Ballet more like!

So needless to say she's been parading in it all day today. She reckons she looks like Frankie Hayward because they are similar heights, or she's put her hair in a messy bun on top of her head and has been pretending to be Anna-Rose O'Sullivan!

Thank you Gary from me, because I was at a loss as what to get my balletmad girl for her birthday, but you trumped all presents with this.