31 For 21 Challenge: Day 17
I took Blyss for her Jazz class this morning. She started Jazz about a month ago at a local dance company. It is packed with children of all ages. Today I saw the cutest thing. A little girl with her blond hair in a ponytail all dressed in a little black body suit with pink tights. She was sitting in the circle of her peers ready to start her class. Oh and by the way she had Down syndrome.
I can not tell you how overjoyed I was. I only wish that when I had my prenatal diagnosis that instead of giving me a old photocopied booklet of what children with down syndrome were like, that they would have simply have done something like tell me about all the possibilities of what our daughters and sons could be. The girl today spoke a million words to me in a blink of an eye. That she was happy, thriving, living, learning and laughing.