Dancing with Twos

So, I decided Cora needed an "activity" this year with Connor taking piano, soccer and golf.  I talked to our friends down the street and decided that we would enroll Cora in dance class at Childrens Dance Foundation.  The same CDF where I took dance 100 years ago.  The class is only once a week and is 50 minutes long - which seems long for 2 year olds but Cora seems happy so far.  Fingers crossed!  Our friend Mary is in the class as well as Reem, the daughter of one of my friends from Advent - who is newly back in town!  So fun!  I sort of thought that the girls might have a problem leaving their mamas outside the studio.  We have a one way (or 2 way?) mirror so we can see them, and they see, well, themselves.  Anyway, I told Cora, no crying and you can have candy after dance.  Every other child, except Reem, was screaming bloody murder, like they were being stabbed, repeatedly.  They were feeding off each other and the crying never seemed to stop.  Cora just stood there looking at the teacher, listening but not copying the dance "moves"  just a zombie amongst terrorized kids in leotards and ballet slippers.  I quickly realized she had to "zone out" just to avoid crying along with the rest of the kids.  But, she was a champ, even if not a dancer.  The second week was marginally better for some of the girls and Cora knew "no crying - candy"  and there was no crying from Cora, and maybe a little "dancing".  By this week Cora was dancing and only one little girl was crying.  I think we have turned a corner!  And we have a good little dancer too!

Pretty in Pink

Unfortunately I think Cora may have picked up a stomach bug from dance - damn germs!  She was puking for my mom yesterday and she slept well but today I am on puke patrol - you know where you just sit around and watch and wait for your kid to puke - good times!