Playing Hooky (aka: Chuckin' A Sickie)

Well, it really did start out as a Sick Day last week when Annie and Will were up all night hacking their sore little throats out. I felt cruel sending Kenna off to school and she did have the sniffles, so she joined the party.

The morning was spent eating bed-ridden breakfasts then all tucked in snug with shades drawn and naps ordered. But a few hours (and movies) later, the party turned into this:

 These guys were not messing around. Spotlights, mixers, djs, headphones, darkness, choreographers, lifts, jammin'.

I guess it goes without saying that MY dance class looked a bit different...

Summer was back at it the next morning. Guess you can see which one she preferred.