I have a confession to make.....I was suppose to be induced today, the same day as Reagan's first dance class. Well, I didn't want to miss it so I asked my OBGYN if we could pick another day. I guess I was more excited than even Reagan was to start her first dance class. And that is hard to do since I couldn't get her "ballerina" dress off her for a week straight. Who knew? Christmas could have been a lot cheaper this year if I would have known that was all I needed to get her. I'm surprised I haven't had to take her to the ER for stitches yet. She's probably done over a thousand "swirlies", as she likes to call them, in about two days time. Dizzy!!!

Here we are on our way to class down the street at the City Gym. She did another 20 "swirlies" just on our walk there. Of course she has to be like mom too and couldn't leave without her purse.

I think we were a little over anxious for class. We were the first ones there. We even beat the teacher. At least it gave us plenty of time for warm up. We wouldn't want to pull a hammy on our first day.

Here we are with our dancing buddies; Merredith, Zoe, & Reagan.

Of course Reagan is in the middle of it all. The girl has got to be in the center of attention. I don't know if she gets that from Brock or her uncle CK.

Good thing I brought lunch with us. That dancing really takes it out of you!