I’ve said it before, but just to reiterate, we are NOT a dancing family. My poor brother (sorry, dear…) got the attention of all the girls at dances because he could NOT put two moves together (side note: who woulda thought that NOT dancing was more of an eye-catcher than dancing???) I was never willing to put myself on the line like he was, so I just don’t go near the floor.
We canNOT dance.
The kid dances with remarkable ease. She used to be a little self-conscious about her moves, but any more if she hears music, she’s either dancing, swaying, clapping, or beat-bopping, no matter where she is.
Including at the park, when a car with his radio on too loud drove by.
Dancing inevitably gives her a nice boost of energy- off to make Addy dance with her. (Addy is, for the record, generally not as enthusiastic about dancing with Piper as Piper is with her, but that’s nothing terribly new.)