We do things a little differently around these parts…
and I’m NOT 100% proud of it, but I want the kids to learn how to express themselves through dance.
We have a little family tradition that we do before the kids go to bed on non-school nights (Tues & Thurs) ~ the kids have a “Dance Party”! (on school nights we read our favorite books ~ Pinkalicious, Fancy Nancy, Three Little Pigs, etc.)
We have a “retreat” off of the master bedroom and Jay has the stereo set up there. Holden turns on the stereo, Elliott pulls the antique step stool away from the edge of our bed into the middle of the room and Jay starts playing the music from iTunes on the laptop!
The Dance Party starts off innocently with songs from Glee or her Sarah McLachlan fave “Ordinary Miracle”…Elliott dances around, twirls, kicks and jumps off the step stool. Holden follows along…
Well, last night I came home from the gym to the whole house shakin’, rattlin’ and rollin’ and went up stairs to find them dancing to this:
OK, this is NOT my song of choice (clean version, of course!), but we were in complete hysterics watching these two dance. Holden started a new move that he does with his arms and then breaks out into some robot motions. Elliott is borderline locking and popping….it is so interesting to me that they can switch their style of dance from flowy and graceful during the Glee soundtrack to hard hitting, more sharp moves for LMFAO!
We NEED to have the video camera ready at the next Dance Party!
I’m trying to teach Elliott about matching or coordinating when she chooses her daily outfits, but sometimes you just gotta let it go!
She recently started dance class again and now that she’s older, she’s loving it that much more. She was so excited to wear her OLD purple, almost-too-small leotard and coordinating tattered, sheer skirt to class on Friday, BUT before we headed to the car she said she thought she needed some tights since she may get cold….knowing that we didn’t really have any white ones I tried to discourage it, but she said “I have the RED ones!” Fine. Go ahead Punky and get the red tights!
Then, as if the red tights weren’t enough, she paired this ensemble with her brown boots!
She used to NOT want anything to do with temporary tattoos or band-aids, but now….
If you look on her right arm, you’ll see her latest “inking” ~ a few roses.
So there you have it…our Funky Punky Tatted Up Ballerina Girl!
This morning I have a “git ‘er done!” attitude….look out.
Lots to do today and I’m in the mood to do it!
Nothin’ like getting the week off to a productive start.
Here’s to having a fUnKy, spunky, constructive MoNdAy!
waiting for dance class to begin. benefits of knowing someone @ glacéau. saturday morning donuts. deciding on sushi. chopstick cuties. cravings satisfied. frosting & sprinkles. u-rod visiting. fire truck inspection. pioneer woman’s garlic cheese bread. ready for errands with daddy.
last night I tried a FREE Zumba class at our clubhouse.
I loved it. I want to continue. I looked like a fool. I didn’t care.
I’ve always thought that I had rhythm and could bust a move, but I need to get off my “Coordination High Horse” because somewhere along the line I have lost any and all ability to carry out the simplest of moves. I know that all these hip gyrations and booty shakin’ will come easier as I keep going, but in the mean time I need to get over myself and just do it!
The funny thing is is that I didn’t give a damn about what I looked like. At least I was out there moving and not at home shoving bon bons in my face while watching The Real Housewives Of Orange County. I was movin’ although I was NOT groovin’, and I loved it. In my 20s I would have been more insecure, but now that I’m nearing my “not so 20s”, I don’t care anymore what I look like trying to borderline hip hop dance to BEP’s Boom Boom Pow!
Oh, and I also did all this tomfoolery in my socks…apparently my NB Trail shoes are a little too “tready” for Zumba. I need to get some smooth bottomed shoes. All of a sudden I perked up…..I get to buy new shoes? They may be ugly, black, dorky looking shoes (not a fan of black tennies!), but if they will help me with my moves, I’m all for it!
Let this be my theme song for the day:
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