...because my baby is owning it!!! I'm going to get a little stage mama on you here, so get over it. Al Breezy takes dance class once a week. It's a combo ballet/tap class (the only one they offered for her age, trust me. I wanted hip hop). She gripes about it every week, but she always has a great time.
So anyway, she got her recital outfits this week. She's the only girl in the class of 7 that got a pink outfit. And no, I didn't bribe the teacher. Or threaten her. It just really happened. I promise.