So tonight for dinner we went to the Greek Festival down the street – I don’t think we’ve ever missed a year since we’ve lived here in East Cobb.
This was Ava’s first time going when she wasn’t locked into a stroller – and all she wanted to do was join in the dancing. It was quite amusing. About 30 minutes in, Daddy decided she needed a little greek dancing scarf, so he ran off to get her one.
Since I didn’t feel like dragging the big bag o’equipment along with me, I didn’t get any pictures (I MUST get a nice little point and shoot – a powershot, maybe?). But I had to take a few when we got home:



So let’s see…
pink
you wear it
beads
bells
(pseudo) money
jingles and shakes when you dance around.
Yup…pretty much everything a little girl wants.![]()
The problem now is getting her to go to bed without it.
by Lisa
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