Twirl

If you have read this blog for any period of time, you likely already understand that Ashley loves ballet.  She has absolutely zero experience other than her own little shenanigans, but I often find her standing absent-mindedly with an outstretched leg and pointed toe, or moving her arms gracefully around her.  Ashley constantly makes up new dances using new made-up techniques, such as jumping on a mini-trampoline.  "This is called the Falcon dance, Mom" she announced to me just this morning.  

So when I saw this swimsuit a few days ago, I knew it had to be hers.

Ashley's eyes lit up when I showed her my purchase, and she spent the rest of the day in it.

Where would be be without our Ashley?  Well, life would be a lot less twirly.