"Bree stay still I can't get your hair up if your wiggling," Eddie reprimanded her daughter with a sigh having to comb the hair back again pulling it high into a tight bun. This was her first ballet class and Brew could hardly contain herself.
"I want to go to my class," Bree told her Mommy. "When do we go please?"
Sighing Eddie held the bun up pinning it tight. "Soon as I get your bun up honey stand still. There think I got it." She smiled, grabbing the cell off her bed taking a picture to send Jamie. "Okay go get your brother "
Bree ran to get three year old Chris where he had been playing in the living room. "Cone on, were going to my class."
Chris continued playing making a face at having to stop. "No you not the boss of me."
"mommy says it," Bree told him. "Mommy will do time out on you"
Setting the toy aside Chris stood as Eddie came down. "Okay come on guys let's go out to the car before we're late." Eddie put the kids in their booster seats and balanced as well as she could with her newly pregnant belly. This baby was a surprise.
All the lights cooperated allowing them to make it ten minutes before class started. Bree' s eyes widened holding her mom's hand walking inside. "Hi this is my daughter's first class Bree Reagan."
The clerk checked the family in and showed Eddie where to wait. "Go on into class, be a good quickly ran in excitedly joining her classmates for stretching. Outside Eddie sat with Chris where she had a good view of Bree.
The instructor, a tall, slender woman with straight brown hair walked in on time bringing the class to their feet greeting her. Madame Terri smiled in response to her class' greeting organizing them to begin. She started with positioning their feet, how to hold their arms delicately while walking around correcting students.
Bree did the steps very well but needed extra arm correction. Madame Terri gently extended Bree's arm, touching her shoulders signaling to relax them. Chris watched on Eddie's lap, "Bree dance?"
"Yea Bree is learning to dance, she's doing good," Eddie smiled enjoying the smile on her daughter's face.
Chris slid off her lap and started to watch the class, he mirrored the movements his sister was making flawlessly, face twisted in concentration moving his feet agile landing arms extended up.
It took several minutes for not only Eddie but the instructor who saw out of the corner of her eyes that Chris was able to copy flawlessly. She waited until break to invite him in showing a few advanced moves.
Chris copied those as well, Bree found her Mommy. "What is he doing? she asked sipping some water.
"He wanted to dance like you, started copying all the moves," Eddie watched impressed at how easily he caught on as was the teacher.
The class started again and Bree ran in quickly taking her spot. Chris went back to Eddie. "You did good buddy was it fun," Eddie lifted Chris on her lap so they could watch the rest of Bree's class hugging him tight.
"Miss says you see her," Chris told Eddie. "When Bree finish."
Eddie nodded turning to watch Bree again. She did pirouettes with little trouble, only keeping her arms extended. She ran out after class finished excited. "Mommy will change you in a minute, your teacher wants to talk to me okay?"
Bree spun in a circle still excited about class. Chuckling Eddie waited for the teacher to come out. "Hi Miss.. I'm Mrs Reagan, Bree's mom."
"And Chris' mom too..Miss Terri," she asked. "I'd like Chris to join the bumble bee class."
"Really," Eddie looked back at her son practicing the moves he learned today in front of Bree smiling wide. . "I'll have to discuss it with my husband first before making any decision."
"Of course, we can give you a discounted rate if you have two kids in the program with us. Please let us know. You have talented children."
Smiling Eddie thanked her taking Chris and Bree's hands. She wanted to talk with Jamie before mentioning it to Chris so he wouldn't get his hopes up. Putting both kids in their car seats Eddie got in front starting to drive. "Did you have fun Bree?"
"Yes mommy Miss Terri is the nicest and it was so much fun.." Bree exclaimed. Smiling, glad she had fun and evidently Chris did too Eddie drove home wondering how she would talk to Jamie about Chris joining. Not that it mattered to her but she knew he would point out all the Reagan boys have played baseball, basketball and football.
Arriving home twenty minutes later Eddie got the kids out of their seats, bringing them inside. Bree ran upstairs to change out of her tutu so she didn't ruin it while Chris followed Eddie into the kitchen watching her start dinner. "Mommy where daddy?"
"He's working remember but daddy should be home very soon. Why don't you go play until he does," Eddie took meat out of the fridge unwrapping it slowly. Chris sighed, walking into the living room taking a seat on the couch. He looked around the empty room standing up jumping in place extending his legs out in mid air.
That's how Jamie found him in the living room dancing around with his legs extended up. On the last spin Chris stopped seeing his daddy standing in the doorway. "Daddy," Chris ran into his father's open arms.
"Hey buddy, how's it going," Jamie hugged his boy.
Once he was placed back down Chris looked up at his father, eyes bright. "Daddy I dance with Bree and miss tolded mommy.." Jamie rubbed Chris' hair on his way to the kitchen searching for Eddie.
Eddie was not sure how to tell Jamie that their son was talented in ballet and wanted to take lessons too. She knew the money angle would be his first argument but the teacher took care of that one for her. "Hey honey, how did Bree do?"
"She did well," Eddie siled kissing Jamie's cheek. "But she's not the only dancer we have in the family. Chris loved the class, he loved everything about it.
"What did he do? Make fun of all the girls?"
Eddie shook her had, "At first I though that's what he was doing but it turns out our son is quite the little dancer that Bree's teacher wants him to join the little class next week."
Jamie shook his head, "We can't afford it."
Eddie nodded, she expected that. "We'll get it half off since we have two kids in class. He really had a good time honey."
"He can have a good time doing something else...I know it's a stereotype but I can't help it...he's a boy, that's not what I see a boy doing... at least not a Reagan. The soapbox derby yes, little league, yes...Ballet?" Jamie wrinkled his nose.
"Jamie come see him in class one time then if you still don't want him to join you can tell him but this is what he likes and he's really good at it. Go wash up dinner is about ready." Eddie turned to the stove, checking on dinner. She hoped that when Jamie saw the happy look on their son's face he'd change his mind. Even if he didn't she wouldn't be the one to tell Liam.