Tiny Dancer

Yesterday was very much a family day. Instead of "Tangled", Lauren insisted on seeing "Yogi Bear." So we took her to the Irvine Spectrum, which was oh-so-blessedly deserted for a change (what with it being Christmas and all).

Following the movie (which was not nearly as "unbearable" as Norm and I had anticipated), we strolled amongst the mostly closed shops. Well, Norm and I strolled. Lauren, as usual, spun, twirled and danced her heart away.

Put this child in a dress or skirt with some serious oomph and there's just no stopping her. She becomes absolutely oblivious to anyone or anything in sight, her joy escalating as the music in her head reaches a crescendo.












[If you think Lauren's lips look a little blue here, it's not because it was cold outside. Credit it to aquamarine blue cotton candy-flavored Cold Stone Creamery ice cream (oh yes, we did)]

And for her grand finale?



She and Daddy have been working on their Dirty Dancing lift for quite some time now. Looks like they nailed it.