To Dance or To Dance a lot... there's no question

Her whole class. This is the scrunched up nose that reminds me of Ashley's little girl pics.

Maleia and her teacher, Janine.

Maleia with Ava Stuart.
(And for all those who know my family, Ava Stewart was my grandmother's name, so it's quite the coincidence.)

There are some things that just isn't hereditary from the mother's side. Maleia has loved to dance since she was 6 months old. If there was music going, she was dancing. I still remember when she first learned to twirl. The only reason why she would stop was when she got too dizzy to stand. More and more reason that she reminds me so much of Ashley (her aunt.)

Recipe for an Aunt Ashley look-a-like:

1 c. Sweet
1 c. Party
A pinch of Spunk
2 c. Dance
1 c. Smile
3 c. Wrinkle-your-nose-laughter
1 c. Night owl
1 c. Golden straight hair
A tad of emotion
10 c. Friendliness

Twirl it all together, leave to set at a party all night, and call me in the morning, afternoon, and again late at night.

And of course, my mom thinks that she is just like me.
But I'm not that cute. :)