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Sprung

Spring seems (shh! don’t jinx it!) to have arrived at last. My cucumbers have finally germinated; the second row of potatoes has been planted; the apple tree is going to burst into pink any day now; and the weeds are making up for lost time. But hoorah for being able to go out without layers.

Yesterday we went without layers to the park, for the first time since…gosh I don’t know but we certainly haven’t been this year. Maggie had taken to saying mournfully every time we drove past that it had been aaaaaggggeeeees: she was right. It was really fun, I had forgotten – and lovely now T is big enough to go on things and enjoy it as well. Here she is enjoying the slide at the zoo on Monday, too. While we were on our way to the park I spotted a poster for a new dance class in the village: perfect! M has been mithering to go to ballet for months now – I hadn’t done anything about it, partly through sloth, partly through a general feeling of being quite scheduled enough already thank you, and partly because I was just not sure whether she really wanted to do it or just thought it was what girls did. Anyway, we went for a trial today – big success. Huge. Holly, who had been her bessy mate at preschool before she started school last September, was there and she (Holly) had a pink ballet outfit and pink shoes. It just doesn’t get much better than that when you are 4. Tamsin and I spent a pleasant three quarters of an hour in the church graveyard (I like graveyards and she likes climbing and jumping, so we were both happy), peeping in occasionally to see what they were up to. M was right in the thick of it pointing her toes (in trainers, unfortunately, as I hadn’t provided ballet shoes), skipping, waving her hands and being a starfish on demand. She’s gone to bed a very happy little girl.

2 Responses to “Sprung”

  1. Karen
    April 24th, 2008 14:25
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    Yes, I remember doing a few ballet lessons at that age. Lots of the other girls had tutus and proper pink shoes with ribbons, but I think the impression I had was that you had to reach a certain stage before you could have those. It was probably the case that mum suspected I wasn’t going to see this one through, so wasn’t going to invest in any such nonsense prematurely. She was quite right.

  2. VP
    May 8th, 2008 18:27
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    Hi Lisa – I think you’re ahead of me now. I haven’t sown any cukes, courgettes or squash yet!

    Tag – you’re it! I do hope you wanna play…

    http://vegplotting.blogspot.com/2008/05/memes-themes.html

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