talk about it more

a virtual baby book

When she was two, Fiona regularly said "Talk about it more!" to express her desire to know more about whatever we were discussing.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Little girl time continued

Today Nora and I went to a ballet storytime at the library during Fiona's art camp. After stories, songs, and dancing, we met a dancer from a local dance company who taught us basic positions and some jumps.

We left the storytime early because once front row kids stood up my shorty couldn't see anything; and we needed to go pick up Fiona and Dever at art camp anyway. But a small crowd had gathered outside the storytime area trying in vain to help me get Nora (who had dressed up for the occasion) to smile at the ballet backdrop-- I'm sure it was a ridiculous sight to onlookers. By that time the dancer came out for photos. So Nora got to pose with her after all! Still, no smile. Who knows why not, since the storytime is all she has talked about for the remainder of the day.


At 3:55 PM, Blogger Lettie said...

was she overwhelmed by the pink of it all? Me too!

At 4:29 PM, Blogger Jen said...

It was indeed very, very pink there.

At 3:56 PM, Anonymous Janet said...

Gee, maybe a little ridiculous. I mean, I just walked in and there -- on the floor -- is grown women laying on her right side, flailing her arms and left leg around in the air. Oh, and she was dressed in lime green from head to toe.

What people won't do to get a child to smile.

At 4:42 PM, Blogger Jen said...

I feel compelled to explain at this point that I was NOT wearing any lime green, but that a random patron was trying very hard to lend a hand.

At 11:37 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Smiles are ok, but other expressions are ok, too...Granny hath spoken.


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