The Things Mothers Do...

I'm sure I'll utter those words many, many times over the course of A & C's lifetimes. I'm pretty sure I've said them before, actually. ;-)

A has been talking about taking a dance class for quite some time. Aunt Sara has been teaching her a few steps here and there, and the dance bug has bitten. I found out from one of A's pre-school teachers that she teaches dance at the Y branch that I frequent. A adored this particular teacher last year, so I looked into the Y's dance program. The sign-ups were scheduled for August 1st (yesterday). My initial reaction was that I'd definitely sign A up at some point during the day just to make sure we got a space in the right class. After bumping into a few people (A's pre-school teacher was one of them) I found out that I needed to be on the ball for these sign-ups. People got there early, like REALLY early and classes fill up quickly.

So, I set my alarm for 4:15am (which I might add--there is nothing "morning" about 4:15. That's still the middle of the night!) and was out the door by 4:30. I made it to the Y by 4:40 to find that I was the 13th or 14th person in line (it was still the middle of the night, my counting wasn't exactly up to speed yet!). Sign-ups started at 5.

I was out of there by 5:25 with A's spot secured in Miss Camille's class on Monday afternoons at 4:00. Her first day of class is on Sept 8th. I'll be sure to give a full report then. ;-)