A sentimental post with some videos that will make you smile...
Maybe it’s the events of recent weeks. Or maybe I’ve been reading too many blogs about 6-year-olds who are battling inoperable brain tumors. But today, I am looking at my children, and I am overcome. I’m brimming. I am literally dancing with joy for them. For their health, and their love and their beautiful, unique personalities that make me smile each and every day. For all the hope and innocence they embody.
On the darkest days. My grumpiest days. My most exhausted days. On my loneliest, most self-pitying days, I still get to smile and snuggle my children and feel a large measure of joy. What a gift!
For those who are new to the blog, there's this tradition we have that started when B was about 6 weeks old. Around 5 every evening, we turn on music and dance. It’s usually the hardest time of day—that hour or two before Kris gets home, and I’m trying to cook dinner, and I'm tired and growing impatient, and the kids are grumpy and whining. The music somehow has a magical calming effect on their mood. (Mama has a beer, too, which helps)
Lately, B has been requesting Barenaked Ladies. Specifically, she loves “Get in Line.” She calls it the “falling over song.” (I have no idea why) Here she is twirling to it:
Miles, I think, prefers Kris' music. Here he is dancing to Flogging Molly: