M spends most of her day dancing, listening to music from ballets, watching swan lake (although in M’s opinion, goose lake is far better) and it’s hungry work all that pirouetting, so there are lots of snacks being made and eaten.

Last week she decided she must have a tutu and quickly fashioned herself one out of a big piece of paper and sellotape desperately tearing the sellotape between her teeth (I don’t know who she learned that from, ahem).  Today I walked into the kitchen to find the broom propped up between two chairs, why it’s a barre of course, and when there is no dance partner (because she has passed out on the sofa from exhaustion) a kitchen roll will do the trick just as well.  I’m enjoying every minute watching her prancing about, and A is adorable trying so hard to join in.







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