Pity Post

Pity, for me, that is. Think I caught the bug that has been flying about here. Its most recent victim has recovered, and here she is modeling her new leotard for dance class that starts on Wednesday.

We had to do a little reverse psychology about dance. Her cousin Maddie takes dance lessons, and her Aunt Tonya and I tried to get Rose #2 psyched up about dance. Rose #2 is not fully sold on anything that is too "girly". I guess the subtle pressure plus the new outfit did the trick. We have an arrangement to call Aunt Tonya after dance to report on how the lesson went.

We're very smart about outsmarting kindergarteners, yes?