Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Today, I figured since "Dance Dance Revolution" was going so well, I'd try my kids instructional DVD's called "Groovin' With the Groovaloo's". It breaks down and teaches hip-hop dance moves. Let's just suffice it to say, I'm apparently not hip enough to hop. Bryce tried it with me for a while but lost interest; Kate however hung out for quite a while, encouraging me with things like "Great Mom...now all you need is a little green dress and you'd look like an Irish dancer!" (Not exactly what you're going for when you're trying to do hip-hop.) After laughing hysterically she said thoughtfully, "So....who do you NOT want to know about this?? Dad?" I said I didn't care who she told (after all, there's no video - which she tried to tell me later that she had secretly video taped me! Thankfully, I called her bluff and there truly is NOT any incriminating evidence.) She said that, in that case, she planned to tell everyone...but then she determined if she did so she would be so embarrassed she'd have to wear a bag over her head for the rest of her life. So I guess this little catastrophe will remain between me, Kate & Bryce...and, oh yeah, whoever from the blogosphere happens to stumble upon this post.