Dancing Queen

I work from home, and I usually try to spend a couple hours each morning in the "office" (I use that term loosely seeing as the room is our office/guest room/Ryan's closet/catch-all) because Hannah Claire is pretty content to play on her own for a bit after breakfast. The other day she walks into the office and says "Mommy, I'm ready to go to dance class. I have my dance bag. Help me with my dance skirt." This was the result of getting dressed for dance class...

By the way, she's never been to a dance class, nor have we talked about one. I have no idea what prompted her sudden urge to don a tutu, but it was darn cute!