Just Dance.

Tomorrow B has her very first dance and gymnastics class, or as she calls it, dancing ballet class. Bottom line: any number of things could happen when we get there. She could love it. Or hate it. Or jump right in. Or stand back and watch. Or all of the above.

But for the last 20 minutes she has been dancing her little heart out around the living room to practice. So I'd say whatever happens tomorrow it doesn't matter at all because the last 20 minutes have been totally and completely priceless.