Watching my daughter dance is beautiful.
And for a good part of last year, one morning each week, we would go to her dance class.
It was a fun class where the children were able to try some ballet, jazz ballet, drama, singing and even try some instruments.
She has such joy in the music and movement.
She knows all the steps and could almost run the class herself (or so her teacher says) *wink*
She now has skipping down pat, makes groovy eyes and moves her hips in time to the music.
Teddy and I would sit and watch, saying hello to friends, before joining in for the free style dance at the end *grin*
Then we would wave goodbye before heading to the bakery up the street for morning tea.
Such happy mornings.