I'll be posting photos later...but suffice it to say, on Saturday evening we saw the most beautimus little red-haired Angel strutting her 4yr old dance skills, on a BIG, scary stage, in front of big kids, parents, grandparents and random drunk people. She was a rock star, and Monkee loved watching her, was completely jealous of the fancy dance costume and now wants to take another dance class.
After, they rode a kiddie train a million times, driven by by a nice old man with two hearing aids and a need for speed...they rode ponies...they skipped, held hands and giggled. It was wonderful.
Best friends are the coolest when you're 4.