ballet

I signed Marlo up for a weekly beginner’s ballet class that’s held at a nearby high school. A few of the other girls in class have obviously had a bit more training and understand the teacher when she yells, “First position!” or “Plié!” Marlo is just happy to be bending and jumping and expressing that very conservative personality of hers. She might improve on technique, but she has sadly inherited my sister’s double-jointed arms. Straight lines are not in her DNA. I think her next endeavor will be professional wrestling.