Elena loves her dance classes.

She, as the Chinese say, Iron dances.

OK, maybe it is just the Chinese person who lives in this house if you needed to get technical.

Everyone else calls it Irish Dancing.

And she loves to practice till she drops.

Reilly comes over to see if he could help her out in anyway.

And it just starts a giggle fest.

  You know, John and I are not what one would consider minivan people.  We are more truck people.  And I rather have a station wagon then a minivan. Nothing agaisnt minivans, it's just not us.

Why am I telling you this??

Because this weekend when we went to a flea market in the city, a minivan with three different 'aisles' sounded like a FANTASTIC idea.

One never has to wonder if they have bonded as siblings.

They have.

Thankfully, we got there and we didn't buy much, but we sure enjoyed the wares offered.

Except for maybe this one.  :P