Ballet Slippers and Kitten Heels

The day started out with a certain little someone wearing size 8 ballet slippers and ended up with another someone wearing size 8 kitten heels.

Pink from head to toe!

This is the one in the ballet slippers at the start of the day.  I was lucky to get to see her in action in her park district ballet class - where Grandmas are welcomed.

Do note the color of the scarf the sweetie on the far left is grasping.

The young girls are just learning the beginning basic ballet positions while

classic piano tunes are played on the recording device. Dreamy and mesmerizing for one who

never took a dance class in her life.

Once class is over this Grandma needs to rest up for her big night of dancing.

Instead of ballet slippers, though, the shoes of the night will be sensible kitten heels.

And the heels will be worn here.

Recognize this Chicago landmark?

It's the Field Museum and the site of the Swedish Covenant Hospital Gala.

We were thrilled to attend as guests of Diann and Larry.

(Thanks so so much, guys!)

Big crowd for this event!

Our friend, Paul Hawkinson, was an honored guest and recipient of a 

very special Compassion award.

Following dinner and a fabulous dessert bar we browsed our way through open exhibits in the museum as a way to burn some pre-dancing carbs.

It would soon be time to DANCE!

Lucky for me my black patent leather kitten heels are perfect for this purpose.

How are earth does any woman dance (not to mention walk) in those sky-high stilettos?)

These are what my shoes look like:

This was the scenario in the Photo Booth...chandelier, couch and luxe pillows.

Now let's get out on the dance floor!

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Great live band!

How about these dancers?

Cheek to cheek.  Good thing I love, you, Cherith!

Cherith and Wes!

(Wife of nephew Eric)

Such a fun way to end the day that started with dancing.

Now I need to pamper those creaky Grandma bones post dancing--- but as the song goes, if you have the chance to dance, dance!!!