Dances with boys

Ever danced with your boy child?    My mom will wax poetic about dancing with my (now 30 year old) brother at different events.  Until now I just thought that she a) liked to dance, b) married a man who did NOT like to dance, c) raised a daughter and son who do not like to dance, and d) was desparate to cut a rug with anyone even remotely interested. There aren't that many opportunities when boys (well my boy anyway) stay still enough to complete a slow or a fast dance.  And except for ring around the rosie or maybe Real Gone from the movie Cars we don't do a whole lot of dancing at my house.  Oh, the theme from Madagascar gets my toes tapping too.  I like to move it move it.  I like to move it move it.

BUT, this weekend whether is was the thin Yosemite air, a couple glasses of wine, or just me feeling punchy from 2 kids on vacation and the accompanying lack of sleep I danced at a wedding three whole times.  First I hit up my husband who seems to think that there was some clause in our wedding license absolving him from ever dancing with me again after the date of our actual wedding.  Etta James.  At Last.  It was one of our wedding songs.  A man who says no when his wife asks him to dance to one of his own wedding songs could be described as unsentimental.  But mostly just plain crazy.  Ahh.  2 minutes of staring into my beloved's eyes while the song that is my anthem for him plays in the background.  It was over all too soon.  But I had more men in my life to bust a move with.  Where did my little boy get off to?

Fortunately for me he was in a dancing mood.  I hoisted all 35 pounds of him onto my hip and carried him onto the dance floor to dance with him in my arms not once but twice.  First I did my best impression of a 2 step for Alan Jackson's Chattahoochie, then for a slow number I swayed with him back and forth to the theme from A Summer Place.  Granted my boy was tired and spent both songs with his head on my shoulder, or resting cheek to cheek.  I took advantage of this and I'm not sorry.  It was great fun and a little dancefloor oasis for me and my sweet kid.  I asked him tonight before putting him to bed what his favorite part of vacation was.  Dancing.  With me.