At the end of each dance class, all the kids line up and dance off one by one under the different-colored stage lights. Do you know what a huge feat it is to get nine two-year-olds to stay in a single file line? BRAVA, Miss Tad.

When David came to visit, we spent the entire Wednesday playing. We went to the zoo, then met the working half of the family for lunch at Martine, and then headed up to Snowbird for a tram ride to the top of the Hidden Peak. When we got back down to the Plaza Deck, Nora asked David to go on the Euro Bungy as a special favor to her. What can a good uncle do? He did lots of high jumps and flips to satisfy Nora, and spent the next hour trying not to throw up. What a champion.

Part way through our adventures, David asked, “Is this what it’s like for you EVERY DAY?” Sometimes, my friend. Sometimes.

My dad is on the board at Virginia Tanner Dance, and he signed Nora up for a parent-tot dance class this summer, which she LOVED. In fact, she’s told me several times that she wants to quit swimming lessons and take more dancing. We’ll have to start saving our pennies. Thank you, Pop-pop!