It's ballet day at our house. Every week from 3pm-5pm I'm committed to it. Both girls love it, but A, in particular, is in love with dancing. Like mother like daughter. She takes any chance she can to do her moves. Turning on classical music in our home is an invitation to begin twirling around. But, apparently, cold days at the beach bring it out too. Buckets sitting around on the beach? An invitation to practice leaps.