As the instructor paraded around the room with her basket of goodies, she made her way over to the baby girl who quietly accepted the sucker from her hand.ДЄnd then there came Jacob, 'I want a sucker!' and instead of waiting grabbed one from the basket.Д«efore I could protest his rudeness, it was already in his mouth and the instructor had moved on. After taking a peek, he announced, 'They are done!' and opened the door despite my objection.Д«ut all was ok,В as the instructor was at the door dismissing the little girls and handing each a dum dum sucker from an overflowing basket. Just on time, Jacob returned, and in typical Jacob fanfare, he somehow made his way politely yet in a manner no one would question, to the little window. If you looked sideways you could almost see her twirling in her pink tutu skirt. He obliged, and for the next forty minutes I took turns with the other parents in the un-airconditioned closet, trying toВ spy through the small mirrored window to get a peek of the baby girl. I knew this room would be too much for Jacob, and I suggested to my husband that they go run a few errands. All the little girls shuffled into the dance studioВ room while the adults remained in the itty bitty space. This teeny tiny closet was the waiting or viewing room. As we opened the door, we were greeted by about twenty adults and the same number of littles smooshed into a room the size of a closet.

After descending the stairs, we located the Butterfly Room for three year olds. We figured out where we were to be, and headed to the dance studio, searching out the 'Butterfly Room'. So yes, things were slightly crazy as Jacob was interrupting me during my conversation with the gal at the desk all the while little girls in tutus fluttered around us in the much too hot room. Sure, Jacob was a little excited about the dance class, which means he was asking a million questions while I was trying to bring up my confirmation email on my phone to prove that we had indeed signed the baby girl up and paid ahead of time, because they did not have any information on us. Enjoy a nice relaxing meal at a family chain restaurant that happened to be offering kids eat freeД«ut of course every good plan can easily be foiled.ДЄll was going great.Leave for baby sister's first dance class.It has to be pretty bad for us to actually leave. My husband and I have just gotten used to our restaurant escapades. Obviously we have to eat out occasionally for my own sanity. I am envious when I glance around the room seeing other families where their kids are sitting quietly and everyone is enjoying their dinner, as my son is usually either laying on the floor, bothering the people around us, or bolting for the restroom. Now mind you, every time we go to a restaurant it is an adventure. Last night something happened that hasn't in a very long time.

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