Charlotte and Ballet

After my post yesterday about Charlotte's separation anxiety, I thought y'all might find today's events funny. Tuesday is ballet at 1:15 PM for 45 minutes. That meant that all morning I was asked "How long until ballet class?". By 11:30, she was ready in tights, leotard, tutu and slippers. And when the time came, she went into class, said "bye" and went to dance by the mirror with the rest of the little girls. Hmm...methinks, this "anxiety" is quite context-dependent! She's going to school, nuff said.