Well, Zippedy doo dah indeed.

I am going to post two entries today because I have both ends of the emotional scale to blog about, a happy, nay ecstatic post, full of goosepimply marvellousness. That's this one and then later, when I am alone and can let it all out, there will be a post of skin crawling, seething, festering rage. I can't blog about the 2 things at once because it would be impossible. Both happened today and matter to me.
My boy had his class. It was a taster to see if a) he liked it and b) the teacher liked him.
We arrived a little early and Eli watched through the glass door, so exciting to see the ballet class in action!
He met his teacher, who is called Mrs teacher ( not really but my point is, she is 'Mrs' not chummily using her first name, score one for me, I like some good old fashioned manners.) she is incredibly firm and commands attention, very good.
First 20 minutes was tap dancing, such joy. This little squirt who was head and shoulder smaller than all but one other child, watched and toe tapped and heel toe, heel toed like a pro, he skipped and gallopped and stamped and tippy toed, he side stepped and held hands and looked at himself in the room length mirrors.











My heart was in my throat, in that lump swallowing way that has you gulping and biting the inside of your mouth to stop tears of absolute joy. I almost managed to hold it together until, to the tune of Zippedy doo dah, they skipped in a line towards me.



My oh my! WHAT a wonderful day.

2nd half was modern dance and he did exercises,



banged a tambourine, skipped some more, oh sweet heaven, there was hand clapping and foot stamping and more blissful moments that we ever thought possible for our £5.

Do you want to see a move clip of him, I know you do.....



in fact, why not two........



At the end of the class, the teacher came to me and caught hold of my hand, she said " this is ABSOLUTELY the class for Elijah, he is divine, he was fantastic, please bring him back next week"

It was just the happiest thing for me to do today and I needed to have that.
What I need though, is so unimportant compared to what ths little boy gained today. While having such fun he was also learning to look and listen, to be obedient and follow instruction.
Zippedy doo dah. Indeed.