The "that's my girl" smile

Last night we went to Claire's last dance class for the summer. Granna came to see her dance. Claire was bouncing off the walls. When the class was over, she went and gave each of her teachers a hug and told them thank you. While Claire was putting her shoes on, I walked over to where her teachers were. They were all standing around a desk looking at a roll book. I said to them, "Thank you so much for teaching her this summer. She absolutely loves to dance." Her teacher looked up at me and said, "We were just looking for her name on the roll sheet in hopes that she would continue taking dance this fall." I said, "Oh yes, I just signed her up tonight for the 5A class and was told it was the last spot." Her teacher, "Oh good, she is in my class (with a huge smile on her face)." I know, I know, they probably do this to all the girls... or do they? Last night, I walked away with a huge smile on my face. You better believe you want my daughter in your dance class. :) I probably should not encourage this type of behavior but I just can't help it. I guess our soccer days have now come to an end, unless, Maggie decides she wants to play. I remember the cute little girl with braids running down the field holding hands with her cousin and her friend. We are in the background yelling, "kick that ball in the goal." My little soccer player has turned out to be one of the most beautiful ballerinas...but I am a little biased :)