Our Little Ballerina...Maybe

Well, Peyton has been counting down the days, looking forward to her first day of Ballet. She's been living in her leotard and dance shoes. And she made it through...5 minutes. Then the crying began :( The other little girls were 4 and 5 years old-and looked so much older than little Peyton. Hopefully next week will be better. But we got a good laugh pulling in the driveway, when Cooper (being babysat by Gaga) was playing with a neighbor wearing no shorts on and purple glittery sandals.

I've turned into one of those mom's I used to laugh at...I let Peyton wear her tacky, pink sparkly dress-up shoes and hat out for the day.(I convinced her take the pink boa off, at least) I never thought I'd buy anything that was tacky, pink, and plastered with Disney Princess', and I do...all the time. Now I'm ready for Cooper to want to wear cowboy boots with P.J.'s out in public-I used to laugh at those mom's, too.

Our Little Deputy

Thought Coop looked too cute in Daddy's hat. The hat almost fits-seeing as how Cooper is a 31 pound big guy! Luckily Preston doesn't have to wear this uniform anymore...the shirts aren't fun to iron...but Cooper loves the pins, badges, and gear on the uniform.