Heidi went to her first wedding dance last weekend--well, the first one that she was old enough to dance at anyway. She lived up to the hype. As soon as the tables were cleared off of the dance floor, Heidi commenced with racing from one side of the dance floor to the other, shrieking and screaming. From time-to-time she'd stop to shake her booty or lay down and roll around (her signature move?).
My favorite moment of the evening came when the a little boy, just a few months younger than Heidi, came out onto the dance floor. Heidi spotted him immediately (oy, I'm sure this boy radar will cause me problems in the future). She ran over to where he stood. She stood directly in front of him, face-to-face, maybe a foot of space in between them. And then she danced. She shook her little butt and gyrated her arms. He just stood and stared at her, jealous of her moves.
And then Heidi got bored and moved along. Someday I'm sure those dance moves will have a different effect on the boys.
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