"I wish I could go to ballet camp every day!" That was the verdict after week two of Schuyler's ballet foray. She could leap, tendue, jete, and plier in the same gleeful and approximate manner has her cohorts as all the parents looked on in between Blackberry checks (since we are all technically still on the clock at 4pm on a Friday - even in Bermuda). She loved it and it was great to see her break into a new batch of friends with an open heart and to see the quick bond they all formed.
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