The Wizard of Oz...

We are finally done with dance.  I must admit that I think these girlies of mine look quite darling all dressed up in their costumes {I did not look so darling this week with not one stitch of makeup on this nearly 32 year old face.  All of the allotted make-upping time was spent on the 6 and 3 year old. Something about that is just not right}. 


After doing this 7 times in one week {counting 3 dress rehearsals and 4 performances}, I am not shedding one tear that we are through with this dance season. 


And can you believe it, not one of those times did I remember my camera {thank goodness my sister-in-law snapped these for me}. 



Audrey the lone bunny left for the final bow.



Here are Julia and Audrey {2nd and 3rd from the left} with 2 friends and 3 cousins that were in the show.




I had one dancer at the very beginning and one at the bitter end, so we couldn't even show up late, or leave early. {Is it just me? or do I do a LOT of complaining. Enough of that:)}.  




The girls did great.




Audrey mostly sang the song, not a whole lot of dancing, but put a 3 year old in an adorable bunny costume and they steal the show no matter what. 


Julia is quite serious about this ballerina business.  I was impressed and find myself constantly amazed that I just might have a child who has at least some coordination. {I wasn't so blessed in that department}!


Add 2 kids with the flu {the puking kind}, and the regular drama of raising four munchkins and we had ourselves quite a week {phew}. Without carpooling I simply would not have survived.  


Lincoln absolutely positively was not attending the ballet.  After some discussion and letting him know, no big deal, he could just reimburse us for the $20 ticket and pay half the babysitting costs, he agreed to attend. 
{we're not forcing him to obey. He made the choice.  The choices given were somewhat like the choices Bob gives the children- "clean your room or be destroyed."  They've not yet chosen "be destroyed," but have come close a couple times.  He came, but refused to enjoy it {I did spy him watching intently a time or two:).  And he complimented the girls on a job well done}.  Before the show, I reminded him of all the things he's done that his sisters willingly support him in , he commented that he never asked them to.  I simply cannot wait until his teenage years.  They are going to be a blast.