28. Father-Daughter Dance

Day 28: Father-Daughter Dance

     Adelyn loves to dance. I've said this before. Posted about it before, but the subject deserves more attention. Especially when her Dada, who doesn't dance, dances.

     I love how something as monotonous as cleaning up from dinner can become memories to savor. We turned on Addy's favorite song, and watched her go to town. She has some moves! And she's not even two.

     Addy's dancing turns into dancing with Dada. That turns into Dada swinging Addy around and around. That turns into him pulling her by her feet across the kitchen floor. That turns into dancing while standing on Dada's feet. That turns into Addy deciding her baby needed to come dance with us as well. She grabbed up her baby, and pulled her around the kitchen by her feet. She swung baby around. She danced with baby the way her Dada was dancing with her.

     My favorite moment of our dance party was watching Matt dance with Addy. Her face right up next to his. Them cuddled together. Smiling. In love. A kitchen towel slung over his shoulder. The guy who doesn't dance...dancing.