Dancing Queen

Meghan has been taking a Mom & Tot class since this last spring. They do dance for about twenty-five minutes, and then tumbling for about 20 minutes. She LOVES dressing up in her leotard and going to dance class. I FINALLY remembered my camera this last week....

Summer classes started this last week. New teacher, new format...not quite sure what to do with the star teacher gave her.

I am sure she was thinking it would make a good flying disk......

Dancing with her bear.....

Treehouse Museum

Friday, April 3, 2009, Nana, Papa, and Mama took Miss M to the Treehouse Museum in Ogden. She had a great time running around and exploring. They have a fire truck on the lower level that she kept coming back to.

Mommy & Me Class

Today Miss M and I had our first Mommy & Me Class at a local dance studio. At first she was NOT excited about all the new faces, but she quickly warmed up and was having a grand time. She was too cute in her leotard and tutu!

The class today was free since it was her first time. She had so much fun that I registered her after the class. Even bought her a new pink leotard with an attached skirt. She talked about dancing in her toddler babble all the way home.

Hope she doesn't get too disappointed that there won't be class next week because of spring break!

I am looking forward to next year when she is three and can sign up for tumbling and basic dance classes! Only because then I can drop her off and be free for an hour...(opps was that my outside voice?)

My little baker

Miss M has recently discovered two things;

1. She loves the baking pans in the drawer under the oven.
2. She loves to bake cookies with mom.

While I don't use metal pans to bake my cookies, I am a Pampered Chef baking stone snob, Miss M is convinced that this is the drawer mommy keeps her kooooookeees. She empties the drawer, all the while saying, "kooooooookeeees". If I ask her if she wants to bake cookies with mommy she shakes her little head and says, "Yesh".

Thank goodness Hero put a huge tub of Toll House cookie dough in our cart the last time we were at the commissary. We bake kooooookeees for daddy almost everyday.

Sliding at the pool

Today after my aqua aerobics class I picked Miss M up from the day care and took her to the Child & Parent Play time. She almost ran right into the pool this week without any reservations and immediately began splashing around. This is an occasion for which I wish I had a water proof digital camera!

Picture an adorable toddler dressed in her polka dotted swim suit that has a stripped bum thoroughly enjoying the water. Slowly other toddlers, older toddlers arrive to splash around too. Soon the older toddlers start to slide down the slide. Obviously my fearless toddler is not to be out done! I am torn between watching her on the platform, hovering over her like a helicopter mom and letting her explore by waiting at the end of the slide should she decide to take the plunge. Pushing helicopter mom out of the pool, I opt for letting Miss M experiencing life while waiting desperately at the end of the slide to catch her should she come barreling out of the shoot. After all I am a mom, I will recognize her distinctive cries for help, right?

The older toddlers are flying down the slide, one right after the other. Each coming so fast after the other that after the second one I quit wiping the water splashed on my face away. Eventually it is just my brave Miss M alone on the platform. I can see the thought process going on inside her head as she puts one foot in the tube and then withdraws it. Trying to encourage her the best I can, I keep assuring my precious little one that mommy is here to catch her and that she can let go. Before I know it she has let go and is on her tummy heading straight for me at record breaking speeds. When she reaches the end she lands safely in my arms with a look of sheer terror on her face. As soon as she realizes that mommy did indeed catch her as promised that terror spreads into the widest grin my little girl has. That grin quickly turns into shrieks of joy and claps of, "Yeah!"

Many more times the rest of our ninety minutes in the pool she took herself to the edge, but every time she backed away. I think she was satisfied of her accomplishment of one slide for today. Who knows maybe next week I won't be able to keep her off the slide.