DANCE

This post is so late. Coming from a person who makes it to Church on time 1 out of 4 times (that's 25% Math is F.U.N.) no one should be surprised. Since it is my nature to be late I'm not apologizing to anyone, but my adorable nieces whom this post is about.

WARNING THERE WILL BE LOTS OF PICTURES If you read on till the end there will be a sweet surprise. By sweet I mean hilarious surprise filled with blue eyeshadow and ruffled pants.

I have no nieces on the Andrew side of the family. Just nephews who think that tractors are a lot cooler than me. Which in all honesty probably are cooler than me. Marrying into the McMurdie family I got instant nieces. I thought it was awesome. Clayton didn't because the attention went from him to me. Which I don't feel too bad about since he pays more attention to the dog, Lilly anyway. Anyway I love these girls to death. They are so talented, beautiful and smart. I could go on days bragging about them like only a mom would do, but I will do it with pictures instead.

A few months ago (told you I was late) Clayton and I went to Aubri and Hadlee's dance competition.

Hadlee's individual. This girl is good!!!

Aubri. I may be biased, but this girl is good!!!
Aubri's hip-hop dance. This one was my favorite.

Aubri clogging. FYI I took clogging back in the day. I was horrible. Aubri is awesome!
Aubri ballet.
Hadlee cheer
Hadlee ballet
Clayton and Aubri

Aubri's group took judges choice.

Hadlee took Queen for her individual dance. Aubri and Hadlee are amazing dancers. I can only hope that our kids get some of the McMurdie dance genes (not just because of the girls, but Clayton kicks my butt in dance, dance revolution).

Oh wait who is this bang-a-licious girl??? I'm seriously thinking about cutting bangs like that again. What do you think? I also think that I forgot my training bra (aka sports bra) because my pants pulled up far enough to give me the support I need. Sadly, I'm pretty sure my chest size hasn't gotten any bigger since this picture was taken.

Take a look at my eyes. Oh yes that is blue eyeshadow you are seeing. Notice how it coordinates with my leotard and tutu. Matchy-matchy! Are you diggin' it as much as I am. Thanks mom for making me a little skank at the age of 9 (JK)! I think the feathered bangs makes me look a little less like I should be working the corner of 4th and Main. Who is THIS S-E-X-Y beast!?! I know, right. I wonder if I still have those oh so hot white ruffled pants. I could wear them on my "I can't fit into a single thing I own" bloated days (which is pretty much every day lately...no I'm not pregnant. Just feeling a little like Chris Farley). I think if you look at the leotard long enough you might see a hologram or something. Pretty sure that Clayton knew I was "the one" when he saw this picture. By "the one" I mean "the one who could fill his life with hilariously awkward photos".
Being more into sports I wasn't much of a dancer. I was the girl that they always stuck in the back row...and it wasn't because I was tall. Good times (and pictures) though.