She sported a cute little ballerina bun for the first class.  Unfortunately that bun made doing a forward roll (aka summersault) during the tumble part of class very uncomfortable.

So that was the beginning and the end of the adorable bun.

I am pretty convinced that there just isn’t many things

more cute then this in life.

When I got home and found this picture among the many I took of her first class

I just about overdosed on extreme adorableness.

She now demonstrates what she has learned while saying

“Plié... Plié... Plié... Plié...”

over and over again.

It has been a much bigger hit then gymnastics.

She is hooked and so am I.