Back of the pack.

Elizabeth's (4th) class today was combined with the girls who had been doing it since Jan or Feb. Boy oh boy were those little girls good. They made Elizabeth look like an uncoordinated, weak mess. It was impressive and hard to watch at the same time.

I sat next to one of the moms from Elizabeth's class and we were chatting a bit, amazed at these other three girls. It turns out her daughter is 5 1/2. Which made me feel a bit better after watching the girl who could not be a day over 3 1/2 doing press up handstands and other crazy stuff.

Miranda, loved, loved, loved her crazy dance class again. Parker brought a book about roads from Grandma Judy to read, but decided to watch the classes instead.

I'm already secretly hoping Elizabeth decides gymnastics is for the birds.