
I don't know where to start....

First of all, My brother Jeron does Martial Arts 5 days a week.
I've got several of the moves down from watching him. Mom said I should stop doing Martial Arts while I'm at my dance class.

Then there's him, #7, my other brother. He plays Ice Hockey and has us traveling out of town on the weekends. But I like to yell "he scores" and stay in hotels so I don't mind.
and finally there's me, I really love my dance class. These are my new tap shoes, I learned real fast not to run on our tile floor with them on!
We stay so busy Mom doesn't know how we manage to fit it all in.
But we do, even if I have to nap in the car.
Those long weekend's of hockey can really wear a girl out, not to mention I run all over the place now that my heart is fixed..
ps. I figured out how to keep my toy bag from falling off my lap all on my own!