March 30th, 2012







Yesterday little Ella Faye attended her first dance class. She has been so excited the past week, shopping for tiny pink leotards with sparkly pink tutus, trying on shiny black tap shoes.
Anthony met us at the center and we watched her line up “choo choo train style” with all the other little girls. Then she chugged off into that dance room and that was it.
She loved it!
We stood outside the door and watched her shimmy and twirl and tap tap tap. We were giddy. It was the cutest sight, to see a bunch of pink clad girls hopping around and chit chatting between turns. I watched my girl chime in when the teacher asked questions, interact with her classmates, and do solo steps across the floor.
On the drive over, my stomach had begun to tighten and any anxiety I felt as a little girl heading to someplace new returned to me. I was nervous for her, worrying that she’d refuse to go in that dance room, or sit by herself and miss out as she watched the other girls dance. But I didn’t need to worry for her. She was ready, she was herself, and she shined.
Her daddy and I couldn’t be any more proud.
(All of these photos were taken from outside the dance room. Parents of the tiny dancers flocked around the door taking pictures and videos. I can’t care that they’re fuzzy, because just look at her, eee!!)
tags: Ella, Milestones
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March 9th, 2012









Telling us the way it all works…
While I was drafting Poppy’s Tiny Style post last week, I came across this one from October that had somehow gotten lost and overlooked. Looking through these pictures was a sweet flashback. Ella was newly three and pre-bangs. This type of outfit is perfect for the sort of weather we’ve been having lately. Shorts and a tank, with a jacket easily layered. We could add a pair of tights to work with the lower temps and wind of this past week. I love the softness of the shorts with the structure of her denim jacket. This is one of my favorite pieces of hers…I just can’t get over a little girl in a denim jacket!
Ella wore this on our outing to Agritopia one Fall morning last year. We ate at Joe’s Farm Grill then walked the property and ran up and down the paths. Afterward we stopped in at The Coffee Shop for cupcakes. It was such a fun family day.
From Ella’s closet:
Sunnies: GapKids
Denim jacket: GapKids
Tank: Target
Shorts: Target
Sandals: Target
Dirty nails & feets: courtesy of FUN
See more Tiny Style here and here!
Here’s to the weekend! It could be a big one for us – we may be venturing into the land of potty training over here. We’ll see if there’s anything to share next week! Oh boy, wish us luck!!
What’s on your wishlist for the weekend?
xoxo
tags: Ella, Tiny Style
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March 7th, 2012


Over the past few weeks, Ella has become a master tricycler. One day it just clicked. Out of the blue she understood how to pedal and keep herself going and how to turn the handlebars to take her in the direction she wanted to go.
We put her helmet on and let her trike out from the garage and there she went, down the driveway, turning right at the mailbox and going down the sidewalk to the end of the block.
She’s so thrilled! And I’m a proud mama! I’m in awe that it all just made sense one day.
…If only potty training would follow suit. (And soon!)
xoxo
tags: Ella, Milestones
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January 26th, 2012


“Look Mama, I’m ballerin-ing!”
Yesterday morning as we were getting ready for the day, I turned to see this girl lightly and steadily walking her way along the ledge of our bed, arms held out at her shoulders.
“Look Mama!”
“Oh you’re balancing!!”
“Yea!”
She ran to the other side of the bed and performed her balancing act on the opposite ledge. And then:
“Look Mama, I’m ballerin-ing!”
This time I turned to face a tiny little ballerina, holding the sweetest little ballet pose. She was even pointing her toes. She held it long enough for me to grab my phone, frozen with pride. I’m so glad she let me capture it.
What a sweet little ballerina. I can’t wait to get her in class. I think she’s going to love it.
tags: Ella
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