I always find January 1st such an arbitrary date for beginning the "new year" and even more so this year. With semester "finals" coming up for the kids next week, semester endings for dance this week (including lots of observation days- stand by for lots of photos), and me finally being back on my thyroid medication and hopefully getting back to a state of normality, it neither feels like the end of an old year, nor the second week of a new. It just is.
So in the spirit of that, here's some ballet photos of Kit and Ella's Monday class (for family). But first, this is how my boy goes to class: A big thick tartan hoodie, stripy long shorts, midcalf socks and thongs. Seriously. I have learned not to make a fuss- the more of a fuss I make, the worse it gets.
