I don't know if you remember the story of the Old Western Dance last year. It went a little something like this: Carter wanted to do it. A sweet little friend of his asked him to be her partner. They practiced for four days. On the fifth day (the day of the contest), they were told that they were all winners. When the actual winners were announced, Carter was not one of them. Then he started crying that he had been "lied to!" - that "the man said we were all winners, but do you see a medal on me? He lied!!"
Oops.
Fast forward to this year and a deep explanation of what the man really meant.
Dance #1: The Hokey Pokey
Dance #2: The Shottische
Dance #3: Two Step
Dance #4: Bunny Hop
Dance #5: Chicken Dance
There was the Cotton-Eye Joe, too!
Watching the older groups.
Practicing for their turn.
They were convinced they found Tom and Jerry's home.
Sophie wanting me to spin her.
Heading down to wait for the results.
One proud brother.
He's well on his way to being a little dancer!
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