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My daughter is not a dancer. Never has been. When she was a tiny little thing, the closest thing to dancing she would do was arm movements. I don't know that I've ever known of a baby that doesn't like to dance. It's just odd. I thought she might learn to appreciate dancing as she got older, but no. It's like pulling teeth to get her to dance. I thought that her love for iCarly ("Random Dancing") would change her mind. Not so much. So if I'm going to shake my booty, I'll be doing it by myself. Such a sad story.
There's something else I was thinking about today. My daughter associates church with food. The first thing that comes out of her mouth when we talk about going to church is, "Can I have a doughnut?" She gets excited to go to church, but I'm not sure it's because of church or because of the sprinkle doughnut that she seems to think has her name on it. I may never know the truth.
My daughter doesn't dance and church means food.
I think I may be raising a Baptist.
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