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Admiring ballet class from afar

Watching little girls in leotards partaking in their ballet class is one of the cutest things ever. Still remember the first time our eldest put on her costume 2.5 years ago. It's far from the ballet classes I had when we lived in China. I was five and the teacher was Russian and so so strict, there was no play just straight into constant repetition of the positions.

Worlds apart from the weekly classes we attend, both the teachers are fantastic and the focus is on fun and playful learning. The class is only half an hour long but they make use of lots of different props, and with the high tempo it feels like they fit in far more. Most importantly, our daughter loves it.

The only thing that is cuter than her prancing about with pure happiness spread across her face is hearing her little sister cheer her on from the room next door. She dances along to the music and shouts out encouragement. "Good job, Sessa! Awesome jump!". To say it was cuteness overload when the toddler and the baby snuck over to the door to watch their big sister would be an understatement!

The girls gave each other the biggest cuddle after the class and while I spotted a granny smiling at them (no doubt thinking "what a pair of sweethearts.") all I could think was that I wished they always were that sweet to each other.


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