You may have guessed from some previous posts that we love music and dancing in our house. My hubby plays the guitar. We sing. We dance. Music is always on. Miss badgers her daddy to put her up on his knee at his computer and listen to "moosic" with her. Tonight after dinner, we had a rocking family dance party.
Miss danced with her Daddy.
She showed off some fun new moves (that's chalk and probably a bit of dinner - homemade potstickers - on her pants, BTW)
Miss wanted to dance with her Mama. She asked to hold both of my hands while we were dancing, but since I was holding Lass, she just grabbed on to her sister's foot.
These are the moments I will always remember.