Keeping up with Alette and Abria: Our Primadonna

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Our Primadonna

Okay, this photo has nothing to do with Alette's ballet class. We just happened to find some plastic 'eyes' left over from Halloween and the results were pretty funny.

Alette has joined a small group of church friends for ballet class. She has been so excited about this! When I told her she could join this spring, she responded 'I already know how to do ballet'-to which I said 'yes, but now you can do it with all your friends'. The girls stretched, twirled, jumped, ran, and basically had a lot of fun. The best part was when the teacher put on 'princess' music for the girls listen to as they went through the motions of getting dressed for a ball. Alette was in seventh heaven.

3 comments:

Penelope said...: She looks so beautiful in the last picture - and I see Laura in her. That would be Penelope's idea of heaven.; March 30, 2010 at 8:52 PM
Anonymous said...: Alette, you are a perfect dancing princess!

Love, Aunt Anne; March 31, 2010 at 7:12 PM
Anonymous said...: Alette, Would you show us some of your ballet steps on Sunday, please? I can't wait to see what you did in class. It must have been a lot of fun getting ready for the ball!

Love, Grandma Janet; April 1, 2010 at 1:16 PM

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Our attempts at a gingerbread house was a fiasco this year. We mixed the dough, rolled it out, cut the patterns, put it together...only to have it fall apart. So we put it together again....only to have it fall apart again. I even tried to use duct tape and the glue gun. Finally we ditched it. I was determined to have a house for Alette to decorate so we built a cardboard house, then 'glued' on graham crackers with icing. So far it is till standing although the candy decorations are slowly disappearing.

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I was listening to B.Obama on NPR last week and decided to further Alette's awareness of politics by engaging her in discussion. This is how it went:
me: Alette, Barak Obama was on the radio, he's going to be our new president. Isn't that good?
alette: Obama's good?
me: yes, he is. Mommy and Daddy like him a lot. We think he's good.
alette: he listens to God?
me: I think so. We're excited that he's going to be the president.
alette: I want duck for president.
I think we have a ways to go before she's up to speed on her political saviness. Who can blame her for wanting a fun loving, mischevious duck for president though?

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