Wren let Dahlia lead her over to the edge of the sandbox, where she stood back to watch.
“Okay, Mommy, ready?”
Wren nodded as Dahlia lined up next to her friend. Together they lifted their arms over their heads, pointed their little toes, and did a twirl.
“Did you see Mommy? I did a peer-wette! I’m a ballellina now.”
“That was amazing, baby! Is your friend a ballerina too?”
“Yep! That’s Synny, she teached me how to twirl. Mommy, can I please please please go to ballellina school with Synny?”
Wren grinned at her daughter. “We’ll figure it out when we get home, okay?”
“Okay!” Seemingly pleased with that answer, Dahlia went back to play with her friend while Wren looked on. A few moments later, a woman walked up beside her.