Tonight Emily and I had our second Mommy and Me dance class.
Despite our best attempts to arrive early, traffic refused to cooperate, and we arrived with just a couple of minutes to spare.
Despite my best intentions to buy Emily's gear before tonight, I found myself in the dance studio's shop trying to find a leotard and ballet slippers in the five short minutes we had before the class started.
I quickly stuffed Emily into her cute new outfit, crammed her feet into her cute new slippers, grabbed the tags and baby, and headed to the front desk to pay for all of the cuteness before
We danced with teddy bears, shook tambourines, waved scarves, and pretended to be animals.
And Emily showed her butt--literally.
As she went up to get our instruments, she bent over and showed the class not the bottom of her cute leotard but the bottom of her Pamper.
In a class of toddlers and harried parents, no one really noticed or cared.
But as she walked back, I was confused as to what had happened to the bottom of a brand new leotard.
I picked her up, lifted the skirt, and realized the problem wasn't with the outfit at all.
Apparently, in our rush to get dressed, Mommy missed a leg and ended up sticking two legs through one hole.
Without being too obvious, I tried to pull one leg back out and put it back through the right hole.
Unfortunately, legs don't come out as easy as they go in.
Fortunately, Emily didn't seem to mind. So, we just pulled down the leotard and danced on.
Hopefully, next week we will get there on time, with all appendages through proper holes, and with a camera in in hand. Until then, here's picture of Emily's first leotard and ballet shoes. We especially like the skirt since it will hide the fact that the right leg whole is twice as big as the left.