Sunday, February 24, 2008

My Toes


It's wierd. My dad keeps pushing my to play tennis and now my mom has me in a pink leotard. What will the future hold? What next?

Emma has a lot on her mind. We're just trying to keep her busy. Like those centrifuge machines, where you're spinning to fast you don't even have to hold on to the walls.

1 comment:

Michelle said...

Adorable! You'll have to let me know when Emma's first ballet recital is. :)