Carly approached Hadley one day and asked her if she wanted to go to dance class..."No, I'm already a good dancer" The question (I think) was less about Hadley wanting to go but rather Carly yearning for a bit of her past that she'll tell you her parents robbed her of. Dance. It's kinda like the Easy Bake oven, roller skates or the Lite Brite. Carly was deprived of those as a child and has never been the same since :)
She finally convinced Hadley that it would be fun - ballet, tap even the funky chicken were within her reach now. As you can see, not only is her tutu the cutest damn thing in the world, she actually had fun. And a small part of Carly's 'deprived' childhood was given wings again.
In either case, I just want my child to have more
rhythm than Carly or I have combined.
