Beat It

The boys and I have been having dancing parties the last few afternoons. Well, they dance, I move in a rhythmic but not-at-all-jarring manner. Yesterday we listened to the Broadway cast recording of Mamma Mia. During one particularly bouncy number Peter started feeling the beat. As he sat, moving his whole body to the rhythm, he looked at me and said, "Hey Mom, do you want to break dance with me?"

I had to decline, mostly because I just don't move in that way these days. But I encouraged him to go ahead without me.

He did.

And it was awesome.