Given that Mila has spent the past two days gnawing on my every last nerve, let's lose ourselves in cute photos of her, mmkay? See, in this photo, you totally can't tell that she leaves a trail of chaos behind her ALL OVER THE FREAKIN HOUSE.
Cute, right?
That's almost enough to make me forget that the child trashed the living room three days in a row and then "forgot" to go pick everything up when I fussed at her for it. Almost.
ANYWAY. Recital weekend was a few weekends ago. I still have to hand it to our dance studio because they manage to make 1000 dancers performing not quite as painful as it could be. They spread all the kids out over 9 or so recitals this year. While Alexis was in 5 of those, Mila was only in one (which happened to be one that Alexis wasn't in hahahalolololsigh). And HOOBOY did Mila make the most out of that one.
She had three dances because once you're giving your entire paycheck to a dance studio for one kid, you might as well let the other kid take whatever classes she wants. Mila likes hip hop best, but jazz/gym is rapidly growing on her.
Ballet is her least favorite which is how we know that Mila is still Mila. We also know Mila is still Mila because she manages to goof off during every single dance class (seriously, she's known for meowing at the other dancers and then falling over in a fit of giggles) and yet knows the dances. Like, she's sort of good? Maybe? It's really hard to tell because she doesn't take anything seriously enough for me to figure out if she is genuinely an overachiever or just really stinkin' cute.
(Mila is on the far right.)
Let's go with really stinkin' cute just because I don't need two of them doing the competitive thing. At least not yet.