cousin norah and pearl started dance last week. they were pretty giddy.
pearl talked the entire class. while the other girls did graceful little steps and sweeping arms, pearl used her loudest voice to interrupt the teacher with important thoughts like, "DO YOU, DO YOU, DO YOU KNOW WHAT COLOR EYES I HAVE? BROWN. I MEAN... HAZEL." also, referring to norah, "THIS IS MY SISTER." teacher: "oh? i thought you were cousins." "YEAH. YEAH, COUSINS AND SISTERS. OK I'M GOING TO COUNT EVERYBODY NOW. ONE, TWO..."
she honestly did not stop talking. it was a good mixture of funny and train wreck and i had to stop watching because it was all so very contrary to my personality. i was the seen-and-not-heard type of child. so naturally i blame jamie. he can take her to dance next week. (if they don't kick her out.)