Not so much dancing as running in time to the music. His moves were unique. Without hesitation Zac had walked ahead of his Mum, payed his money and proceeded to the dance floor. It was there that he danced like he had never danced before. Surrounded by his peers he was all alone. He had gone to a special place where his heart was full and his bliss complete. Needing noone else Zac danced and never stopped until the music did. "Mum I can dance!" "I know baby and you were awesome."
4 comments:
i love that kids can just let themselves enjoy life with the reckless abandon that we adults only dream about.
love you, sharry
Great post ... Music is great and a fantastic way to express yourself ... We try and dance around the house at least twice a week :) Glad there are no camera's watching us :)
WHOOOOOOA, get on the hot tamale train, WHOOOOOA
There must be something to this dancing...We had a bluegrass band at the church on Saturday night from some members who came up from the hollows of Kentucky...they would say "hollars" and played banjo, guitar, and other stringed instruments and Ari (the primary president) got up and did a jig with several of the children... no adult would join her, but all the children thought she was sooo coool...love ya and the picture of poppy now is so adorable....di
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