Today is my daughter's 2nd session of ballet class in Primemont Science School. And well, because I have to go to the office and can't file a leave all the time, she was accompanied by her nanny and nanny's cousin (who is my mother-in-law's go girl). Before I left for work earlier, I made sure that the nanny (N) understood all my instructions. But lo and behold! When I called them up at 12 noon, my little ballerina (LB) was already dressed up. The ballet class starts at 2 pm! Didn't she think LB would have gotten dirty before going to school?! Ugh. So instead of getting more frustrated (which I already was, by the way), I told all my instructions to the nanny's cousin (NC). When I texted NC by the time they were done, she said they were already home. So I called them up and N answered. N said LB was more well-behaved than when she attended her 1st session. I'm happy to know about that but it sort of pinch my heart a bit, that I was not there to witness it. Sigh. I just thought that it's a stepping stone to eventually making her go on her own. Shucks. She's only turning four and she can now do well without me. Sniff-sniff. Ohh-kaay, cut the drama.
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| My Little Ballerina a.k.a. Little Bebeng |

