My Amelia had her first ballet class today. As I mentioned before, she is taking a few little classes in town. I had looked and looked for something for her that wasn't too strict or serious (she is four, after all), but it seemed that all of the classes at the local dance halls were that and then some. Anything involving make-up and the words "princess" or "diva" is instant repellent for me. I was fortunate to find some short-term (5 week) classes that allow her to be in small groups for half an hour at a time once a week ... and on Thursdays she gets to wear something pretty and pink. Although she is the first one to be digging in the mud or attempting to climb a tree, she certainly enjoys putting on something pink and floaty. I smile at the balance that just comes natural to her.