Dance Dance Dance

Yesterday was a good day, but built upon failure. We only had 3 things lined up as priorities for the day - Go to a consignment sale, go to dance class, and get rid of Amelia's pacifiers. Well, as easy as those sound, we were basically losers at all three. We arrived at the consignment sale only to find that children weren't allowed inside. Considering the consignment sale was at the same location as Amelia's dance class, we decided to let Meggan shop while we wandered around killing time in the dance studio. In hindsight, having her spend an hour doing nothing before expecting her to then tune in to the dance instructor was a terrible idea. This was proven once dance class started and Amelia had less than zero interest in either paying attention to the class OR being pulled away from her mother's arms. Eventually, one of the instructors pried her away and allowed Meggan to leave the room. That said, the only thing that led to was Amelia crying and being held by an instructor rather than Meggan for the entire class. Who knows, maybe next week, Amelia's ballet shoes will actually touch the floor. The final problem of the day was her pacifier. It seems as though Amelia has been sporting a runny nose and fever since she got her flu shot. So, we didn't have the hearts to strip her of her pacifier on a day in which she doesn't feel well. So, to recap...shut out of consignment sale, cried for an entire dance class, too sick to get rid of pacifiers...oh well, at least the Gators won.