watch out broadway!

rehearsals started for Christmas Carol. we are dancing fools. i am so sore today. from WALTZING! let me just say: never underestimate dance. it's a workout and a half.

we danced for 3 hours straight Tuesday night. and Two hours last night! straight through. it doesn't end. it just keeps on going. at the end of the night, our feet hurt, we all smell, our sleeves are rolled up, makeup is non-existant, the men are sticky and sweaty, our legs are killing us. or maybe it's just me.

anyway - i absolutely love this photo. they aren't my feet. but these are my favorite character shoes of the bunch. i have the plain beige ones you see up front. last night i wore jazz shoes.
i did dance a few years ago. ballet. jazz. i did tap as a child. but nothing would ever prepare me for the grueling wear that is Waltzing and Polka. but, i'm excited. and ready. and pleased that this will inevitably help me shed a few pounds.


and this is a photoshoot from this afternoon.
beautiful baby boy.
ridiculously difficult shoot
i took about 200 photos
got about six that i like. then it was time for a bottle. there will be a round two,
babies are so difficult. especially at two months old. i got a coo here and a coo there. but still - so hard to work with. not to mention that my own little rugrat was at the shoot with me. apparently terrified of the pumpkins. trying to run out into the street. i felt i had to buy some pumpkins just as a "thanks" for allowing us to take the photos. paid $5 for four pumpkins. i can't believe it's trick o treat season.

is it too early to think of christmas?
here's the final word on my santa clause debate:

i couldn't decide if i wanted to let laken believe in Santa. i didn't as a child.
truth. i think about it too much. i'm a thinker
i'm over analytical
what if the kiddo is the same?
what if he says "why did you make me believe in something/one that isn't real"
what if he asks, "what else isn't real? is God real?"
ya yaaaaa. i know you're laughing
but seriously, i didn't believe as a child so i don't know what situation might arise
anyway - i decided on this:

Laken will be told about Santa.
will be told about a kind man that may or may not have existed.
that he brought children gifts
i'll tell him that he can believe in the goodness in people
and that we will go sit on his lap at the mall to honor the good

there.
i'm done
weird.
but done!