Tonight, as we headed up to baby’s bed time,
she crawled up the stairs, as I crawled, trailing one step behind her,
this song came on the radio station that filled our house.
So yes,
we were crawling,
on the floor,
and we were not exactlydancing,
but with a face smeared with dark chocolate,
my girl was certainly dirty.
While it may not have lived up to my very favorite scene in my favorite movie,
I must say,
it wasn’t half bad.
In fact, you could even say I had the time of my life.