"Dance" and Jazz

If you ask Abby about her Monday night activities, she will tell you that she takes dance, jazz, and gymnastics.  But Abby...is jazz not dance and what about ballet?  "I know the difference!  I just call ballet, "dance.""  Okay.

 

Stretching is an important aspect of pre-class warm-up.  So is demonstrating your near ability to do the splits.  And apparently, so is flitting across the room as is demonstrated by the other little legs in the picture.

A final word: the outfit.  The final Monday of each month is designated as wear what you want as long as it is danceable.  Some girls never stray from their black and pink; some girls wear sparkly princess costumes; my girl searches her closet for the prime ensemble that is unique beyond unique...and not too tight.

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Pinkalicious the Musical

Abby and Chaney at Pinkalicious

Part of Abby's birthday gift from us was tickets to see Pinkalicious the Musical in Abilene.  The girls had a wonderful time playing in the car on the way, eating lunch at Olive Garden, watching the show, and then making their own pink ice cream (although neither actually chose pink) at Nikki's Swirl Shoppe afterwards.  The musical was really cute and the perfect length (about an hour) for kids.  My personal favorite part of the day was watching Abby mimic Pinkalicious's facial expressions and motions and her random commentary on set design.  Fun day!

Abby"isms"

While watching our Pipers play Anson the other day and waiting an incredibly long time to get the 3rd out to get us out of a painful inning, Abby observed, "Mama, trying to get the 3rd out is a lot like trying to roll a 6 with a dice. It takes forever!"  Amen!

After football and baseball games, I have always told Abby to, "Go get a leg," meaning to go grab Jeremy's leg as he finishes talking to the guys.  So the other day, she asked, "Can I go get ready to catch a leg?"

One might say something was horrible.  Abby would say it was "hordible!"

Senior Night

River Hall, Taylor Lambert, Abby, Gonzy Perez

 

Tonight was senior night at the baseball game. I try not to get overly attached to our guys but this group has made it hard to not get attached. They have loved Abby from day one, and she has loved and admired them as well. 

7 year old statistics

(Pic from Abby's party at school on Monday)

Our "at home" statistics for 7 years old include a height of 49 inches and a weight of 51 1/2 pounds.  Abby was pretty sure she grew at least 22 cm from sun-up to sun-down on Sunday. I said how about 2 mm?  "No, I don't know millimeters yet." Ummmm...pretty sure you don't know centimeters yet either.



If only...

 

If only

 

 the girl

 

wasn't so shy.