The first time Blondie saw ballet (a group of five year old girls performing at the Children's Day festival at her school), she went still. Then, trance-like, she rose, climbed on her chair and almost unknowingly her limbs began to copy what was happening on stage.
The months (three) until we finally could sign her up to become a 'pink girl' herself must have seemed like an eternity. But the ballet lessons have not disappointed. Blondie adores teacher Angel, she adores her little pink ballet outfit, and she will dance any chance she gets.
Big Boy also dances with neatly pointed toes and does his best to twirl and pirouette. Sometimes, we all join in and jump up and down together, but as Blondie says definitively: "That is not real ballet."