Kids Company

One of my goals for this year was to begin teaching Kids Company, a song and dance group for girls. I grew up performing in Our Gang Singers, a class just like this which my mother directed. Check out the leg warmers and headbands!


I taught Kids Company classes in Boise but stopped when I moved to Virginia. Now I am in Utah with a daughter just the right age to participate. I just felt like it was the right time again. Anyhow, we had our first performance today. Our theme was "I Love a Broadway Show" and I'd say it was a success. I think the girls felt really good about it and the parents gave positive responses (especially about the fact that it was only about twenty minutes long).




I don't know what the difference was but I had a lot more fun teaching this time than I did in Boise. It really helps that my sister Dana is also teaching out in Boston and has so graciously shared her experience, documents, music, and choreography. I 'm going to take two weeks off and begin another session in April.

self control

I have no self control. Zip. Zilch. Zero.

When I make a very bad choice and buy a box of Zingers, I can't eat just one and then leave them alone. No. I eat the ENTIRE box.
When I get a DVD of Grey's Anatomy from Netflix, I can't just watch one episode each night. No. I stay up until two in the morning to watch them all.


So not smart.

blogs-the ties that bind

I was at Enrichment Night and the subject of blogs comes up. I was sitting with my neighbor from right across the street. She mentions how her sister from New York blogs and so do lots of her friends. I said where in NY? Could it possibly be the same group of women I found through Amanda? She says Tuckahoe. I say as in Design Mom? Yep, its a small blogging world.

terrible twos

This week Nathan decided to remind me that he is still just two. Very much so. In the last few days, he....

-pulled the curtains down, ripping the bracket out of the wall
-spit grape juice all over the living room carpet
-poured full cups/bottles of water not once, not twice, but three times on the carpet
-emptied the entire contents of my nearly new shampoo and conditioner bottles into the bath
-dropped a glass full of pear juice onto the floor, breaking the glass and spilling very sticky pear juice all over
-took off his pants and diaper outside in 40 degree weather

I am sure I could think of a few more...

I mentioned to him that he might want to stop or I might sell him to the gypsies. On the other hand, he also made me laugh, gave me lots of hugs, and told me he loves me. I think that I'll keep him after all. Especially when I see those beautiful baby blues.