dancing around the nursery with my little girl
to
(what else?)
Hair.
These moments are so precious. I never ever ever ever ever ever ever want to forget them.
So, please. Don’t ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever let me.
We blasted the music,
and danced and danced and danced.
We literally jumped up and down in delight.
She literally squealed with Glee.
No one does a dance party like my daughter.
As soon as this girl hears music,
she starts to bop.
As soon as the beat picks up,
she nods her head along.
And, when she’s really feeling it,
she breaks out her go-to move,
which can best be described as a hybrid between the dance from “Walk Like an Egyptian” and the Elaine dance from Seinfeld.
It’s the best thing I’ve ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever seen.
So, yes.
I just had the best time of my life.
And here.
Now it’s your turn.
I dare you to have the best time.
Or, as some would say,
the best time ever. Ever ever ever ever ever ever.