The last week of the month means dress up in whatever pretty things you like for ballet class and bring your tap shoes. We arrived to a room full of Halloween princesses with jeweled crowns and huge froo-froo dresses. Mom forgot all about the pretty things rule and the tap shoes were on order. Poor Grace...she was the only one that looked like a ballerina that day...go figure? She handled the sore thumb syndrome very well. (That is, until at the end of class when she burst into tears over her Strawberry Shortcake bracelet breaking. And then she burst into louder wails when she became embarrassed that our teacher actually fixed it!) After a few words of pep talk, she was back out on the floor...the lone ballerina amidst tap dancing froo-froo princesses.