Anna had dance camp every morning this week. She had a love/hate relationship with dance camp. Once she got there she loved it, but every morning she was so nervous that her tummy hurt and she couldn't eat breakfast--and tears. Her teacher talked to her each day and she would participate with a smile. Our dance teacher is amazing. Anna learned a 50s dance and a jazz dance and she performed both dances for the parents with her class.
We did lots of fun things after dance, which is my own fault for adding to the crazy of the week. We went to the cove two days and the park with our CBS friends today. Isaiah was so tired every afternoon. He fell into bed for naps as soon as we got home. He's such a trooper though.
Each evening the kids went to our community Methodist church Bible School. This is Aliza's last year. She has been going since she was 2 years old. Her favorite part is singing their songs on Friday evening in the closing program. Next year she will get to be a helper. Aliza almost teared up during her last song tonight. And she smiled as big as she could for her picture because it's her last one.