How Sadie spends Thursday afternoons

During our first walk around our new neighborhood, Amy spied a dance studio. The prospect of children being able to walk themselves to and from dance class was so appealing that she attempted to convince all the children to sign up. In the end, Sadie was the only one who humored her mother, but her first year of tap lessons was a success. (Actually, Miles enthusiastically signed up for the boys hip hop class, but after the first few lessons he was encouraged to wait another year before trying again; that's a story for another day.) You can't be sad when you're tap dancing.