So ‘apparently,’ according to this blog the last time I did the above with my family it was a year and a half ago.
Yeah, nah. In true Aussie slang form. You all know we are always dancing our arses off, I just haven’t recorded since then.
Somehow, in amongst dinner prep, baby girl decided to dance with her Dad. They danced as a couple might dance at a wedding, and he spun her around and dipped her sweetly as she grinned her face off.
Then she put on a dance-y song that I liked. We jumped and skipped and boogied and shook our hips, and I thought how beautiful it was that she had specifically put on a song for me, since she had already danced with her Dad.
But I was not done.
I have been getting increasingly obsessed with a new song:
Ed Sheeran and Justin Bieber’s new track. I LOVE IT. As soon as I cued it up, back we were on our makeshift kitchen dance floor, getting down with it (gee I am showing my age) and just having a grand old time (there I go again sounding 65). I got her to stand on a stool so I pick her up and hold her in my arms easier, and gee she is getting big. It made me realise how much time is passing and that whether we hold them in our arms or not, they will still GROW.
It makes me appreciate all the hugs, kitchen dance-offs, and sweet innocent moments, all the more. ♥♥♥
“Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh.”