This should be interesting…

Helen LOVES ballet class.

Helen has a tendency to remove her ballet clothes in unknown locations in the house, making it a mad scramble to FIND said ballet clothes by the next class.

She has ballet today at 4. I do not know where her leotard is. I need to get her new tights anyway, because both pairs that she has have holes in them. But the leotard? No clue.

She’s not going to be happy.

Natural consequences. Life’s a bitch sometimes. And so’s her mother.