Tomorrow night is the ball! Have I mentioned that I'm excited about it? My daughter is beginning to get concerned though. Why? She doesn't think she knows how to dance. When I tell her to "shake what your mama gave ya" she just looks at me like I'm crazy. I've tried grabbing her hands and dancing around the room with her, but I get an eye roll. Hey! You're 6! That's too young for eye rolls! So, she's left me with no other choice.
I'm going to have to teach her the African Anteater Ritual.
I know, it might seem a bit advanced, but it might be my last hope. And if life is like the movies, which of course it is, everyone else will be doing it with her in no time.
Well, everyone except my husband. He'll be doing the Robot.