Joining sweet Amanda for weekending . . . .
This weekend beautiful and fun and eye-opening. That is a lot for one weekend.
My dancing girl danced in her fifth recital. I cannot believe she has been dancing for five years. She really loves it. I hear parents say this a lot. I have heard kids say they love something. It's hard for me to remember being 7 and loving something so much. It looks like I have two seven year-olds who have their passions.
Our weekend was full of clay, wood and dance.
Elijah made his first clay figure that I think is pretty awesome (I am his mama so I know I am super biased). He took it to school before I could snap a shot for this post. Elijah has been obsessing over clay for months now. He loves making stuff with his hands and has asked for a Leatherman for his birthday. This weekend he chisled a canoe. I need a shot of that too; Elijah tends to make off with his creations, so I'll grab him when he returns from school today.
Helena danced her ballet this weekend and declared she wants to be a professional dancer-"definitely ballet, but if not ballet then other kinds of dance. I just want to dance all of the time." She had a wonderful time at her recital and her brothers rallied around her (Eden was asleep which was probably for the best).
Somebody enjoys posing. I call this her Lena Horne pose.
As per tradition we hit Dairy Queen afterwards. That is always yummy and fun. Then we came home and Helena danced some more, leaping everywhere, practicing her form. I think she has discovered what incredible things her body can do. It's a wonderful reminder for me.
Last night almost ended in a few tears as Helena was already missing her ballet teacher and not looking forward to a summer without dancing. So here we go looking up ballet and art workshops and stockpiling more clay . . . .
How was your weekend? I hope your weekend was grand and that your Monday is treating you well.
