We’ve hit that time, that moment when the dramatic arts start, and it all began after a little person enjoyed a night out at Madame Zingara – she is now convinced she is a contortionist and will randomly yell “Watch this Mom”, before throwing her hands to the ground and trying to get her foot to go behind her head. We had some serious Red Indian dress up time the other day as well. You know as a parent, you have consistent really awkward moments….it was one of those…I had stand in front her ( in the courtyard of all the apartments around us) and say ‘Preseeeenntttiinngggg Lily!’ I said this in a normal voice first until she shouted LOUDER LOUDER LOUDER…..and then she gave me a dirty look ( thats the one above!), put her hands on her hips and said ‘Mom I said you must shout it!’ – and so I did, because just like when your kids toy phone rings, you better answer it, presenting little plays falls under the same category…I am now a master of ceremonies type thing – wonder if I can add that to my C.V. Having kids always gives you an all round goodness that deserves to be on a C.V. Flip man, just hand me my certification for ringmaster.
This was Maams official ballet school photo and sherbet I cannot describe how excited I was or how absolutely eatable she is. If I had a choice, I would dress her up like Princess Lily Ballerina every single day…those little legs and those toes..and OMG she’s getting so big its scary!
Once again I asked Lily to stand nicely for Mommy to take a photo of her and she threw me an ‘America’s Next top Model’ pose.