No Fear (except mine)

Two weekends ago, we went on a sunny weekend morning down to the Zoo.  Norah needed to see an elephant.  She had never seen an elephant (except as a baby at the Zoo in DC...doesn't count) and it was time to change that.

When we arrived, we stumbled upon the edges of a festival in Grant Park.  Zoo Schmoo.  What elephants?  There was a flying machine.

Norah went first, without hesitation.  She started bouncing slowly.

She got the hang of it.

...and so did Kata, of course.

After they came down to Earth, we finally got a glimpse of those elephants!  They did not disappoint.

Speaking of fearless, I think it's safe to say that Kata is pretty fearless in her fashion choices these days.  I have begun taking pictures of her creations.  I just can't resist.  They're too good.

Rolled (WHY rolled?) leggings under skirts with socks pulled up.   Snoopy socks.

She just continually bests herself.  She wanted to "hide" in this picture.  Honey, there'll be no hiding in that outfit.

Third time's a charm.

...or the stars just aligned.  Who knows.  But for whatever reason, week three and without any fanfare or production, Kata just put on her tights and walked into ballet class.  And loved it, of course.  Patrick is the super-stealthy cameraman who caught Ballerina prancing around full of herself after class.