I had two incidents happen the last 24 hours that made me so happy. The first one happened today. Crash Mom had just left to the dentist and so I had Crash Kid #4 (2 years old). I was getting some breakfast together when I turn around and he’s jumping up and down and waving his arms while saying “I’m dancing!” I proceeded to turn on some music to continue the dancing.
Is there anything more amazingly beautiful than the smile on a child that’s dancing?
Yesterday when Crash Mom picked me up from the airport, the kids were in the back and I guess they’d been driving her nuts (this isn’t the part that makes me happy). She told me that she’d decided to turn the music up really loud as her method of dealing with it.
As she’s telling me this story, Crash Kid #3 (5 years old) said “Dad, Turn the music up!!” I look in the rear view mirror and he and his older sister and dancing in their seats. Of course, I cranked the music up a little louder.
I guess they got the dancing bug from their dad. That makes me really happy.