I love to dance. I never had the opportunity to take dance lessons as a child but if it had been possible I certainly would have done it. My daughter loves to dance. She was dancing before she could walk. I’m serious. She would stand and sway her hips and wave her arms in time to the music (without ever taking a step). She’s been taking dance lessons for a couple of years and every once in a while she wants to dance with her mom.
This morning was one of those times. First, she wanted to be the dance teacher so she was giving me instructions about what moves I was supposed to do and how I was to copy her. Then we just randomly danced to the music.
It was so much fun! I love my daughter. I love to see the joy and life radiating out from her. It helps me experience more joy and wonder. It is a beautiful thing.