This is what she looked like when she came down.
She had done her hair, put on a dress with a sweater, changed her shoes to match her dress and put on pink socks.
It was a heavy winter sweater, pink dress and pink leopard socks with soccer sandles. She brushed her hair up and put in a head band.
See the pride. For half a second I felt bad about telling her that was not going to work
Look at that hair.
This is what she looked like after a "little" help. If you ask Addi she will say it was too much help but we should only struggle with that for the next twenty years or so.
She did great, you could hear her voice on some songs and she knew all the moves.
Are you wondering why you did not get an invite? Well that would be because I totally never wrote it down, not even once. It was in her weekly newsletter on the date and time and I never ever thought about putting it on a calendar. What is wrong with me? Thank goodness her teacher reminded me that night to bring them to the classroom for the line up and they would come up together after that. Apparently my blank face let her in on explaining more.
Yes, I am now going for the worse mom of the year award.