Yesterday was a very busy day. Not only was it my dance recital, but also the Youth Musical at church. So I got to sing in the morning, and dance in the afternoon. Actually, I got to sing in the afternoon, too, because we started out our routine by singing along with the music.

We didn't do anything fancy for costume, just black skirted leotards and white tights. We did our hair up in a curly pony tail and my teacher gave us black hair bow to wear, too. I was excited because Daddy agreed that I could wear some make-up, too.

(I'm the one on the right)

I had practiced really hard for this recital and I knew my dance well. I sang really loud, loud enough for Mommy to hear me all the way in the back of the room (she snuck in to see me because she was supposed to be waiting for her class's turn to dance). I was dancing really well until almost the end when I stepped back funny and fell. Oh well. Everyone was so proud of me because I just popped right back up and finished up the rest of the dance.

Mommy's class did a really good job, too. Mommy was really nervous because she doesn't like to be up in front of a lot of people, and there were a lot of people there yesterday. Me, I love being up on stage and performing for a big audience. The bigger the better, I think.

I had a great time yesterday and I can't wait until next year's recital

Today, mommy took me to the Butterfly House at Dow Gardens. I love when we go to there. The butterflies are so beautiful and there are so many, and so many different kinds, to see. Our first stop, though, was to take a picture in front of the waterfall. I was wearing my butterfly sunglasses, since we were on our was to the Butterfly House.

It was a nice sunny day, so the butterflies were really out and flying around.

I think it's really cool to go and look at the chrysalises and see if there are any butterflies "hatching" from them. Today I got to see a couple do that. Every year I say that I want to have a butterfly land on/climb onto my hand. But butterfly feet are so tickle-y and I get afraid just as they are about get on my finger. Today I kept saying I wanted to hold one and pulling my hand away just as I was about to catch one. Mommy caught a bunch. She even managed to take pictures of a couple of them, even though they were on her right hand and she had to use the camera with her left hand.

The batteries in the camera were running low, so Mommy turned it off because she thought I would never catch a butterfly. And wouldn't you know it, I actually did catch one this year, but I freaked out and flung it off my hand just as Mommy got the camera turned back on. It landed on my shirt, but I didn't like that either, and flipped it off just before Mommy could snap a picture. So there aren't any pictures of me with a butterfly on me again this year. There's always next year, right Mom?