Please, Slow the Dance

Somehow, it happens so quickly.

That whisking-by window of time between toting a baby (in our case, babies) on your hip and suddenly discovering you are standing hip-to-hip with your baby (in our case, babies).

Just three years ago, She-Twin donned her first ballet slippers. Sweetly-ridged and fully-crooked "grown-up" teeth gracing her irrepressible "It's my first dance lesson, and I am so excited!" smile.

Now, braces are off. Pointe shoes are on.

Stunning in every way....