Holidays are ripe with
traditions. The sweetest can be just beginning. For our second year, Grandma treated the girls to an afternoon of the
Nutcracker.

We began with a
Sugar Plum Tea Party. Callista danced with the the ballerina's...

... and cowered from the Nutcracker.

Ellery posed proudly with the Mouse Soldier...

and Nutcracker...but was far too shy to dance...go figure.

Callista kept a running dialogue during the entire performance. She loved to call out "passe," "arabesque" and of course "pas de chat" mommy!
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