This morning at breakfast we were talking about getting ready for ballet class. Last week was a total nightmare when Lia was devastated to learn she was wearing the black leotard. All week long she has talked about it being her turn to wear the pink leotard. Well, here's how the conversation went:
Z- I'm going to wear the black leotard to ballet class.
L- No, Zadie, I'm going to wear the leotard. You'll wear the Zadie-tard.
In other news, we have now gone two straight evenings where Gwendolyn hasn't screamed all night. Hooray!