Last night was Olivia's annual ballet show - this is the first time she's been in it, but as ballet looks as though it's here to stay, I'm assuming it will be an annual event. She used to be in a different ballet class, which only had little ones, but now she's going to a different place, which takes all ages. She's only in with tiny little ones, but there are other classes for older girls, so we had a whole show, from 3 year olds up to about 18, I reckon. It was quite sweet. In many ways, the little kids were better than the older ones, as they were much less self-conscious.

After the show, we had Thalia around for a sleepover (she was in the show, too, and both her folks were away, so it was practical, as well as fun), which is our first proper sleepover. We did have Thalia once before, when Lana went into hospital to have Keir, but this was a "real" sleepover. And much more giggly. They did eventually go to sleep, though. Eventually. I can see that the main problem in future will be that Thalia is an early riser, which would be fine, except she woke both the other girls up, too, and they really need a bit more sleep, especially after a busy, tiring day like yesterday. At least they are old enough not to need me to get up with them when they get up at 6.45 on a Sunday morning...