Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Dance Your P**nts Off

This wacky Wednesday, Sharon from Tormville and GIS, brings us the great idea of blogging with our layouts in mind...crazy idea huh...? Not really when you think of it! Why write our stories down twice. She suggests that if we have a great story to tell chances are we'll want to scrap it too...so write your blog post in the form that you want your journaling to take in your layout and it will be all ready for you to cut and paste onto your page. Here's a story I couldn't help but share and I just know that it will inspire a great lo!


Has anyone ever heard the crazy Indian dance music that opens and closes the movie "Inside Man"? If not...I challenge you to listen to it without being moved to dance...for I simply could not resist! Neither could my 18 month old son for that matter. We both danced wildly around the room, shaking our tookus-es (or would it be tookusi?). Anyhow...My dancing...though caught on video tape(my husband took a video of the whole thing), will never be seen or discussed publically...but Caleb's was simply to cute not to share! The way he sort of crouched down with his hands grasping at the thighs of pants (probably to steady himself a bit) and bounced to the music, while simultaneously shaking his patootie and laughing hysterically, was quite enough to send anyone rolling with laughter on the floor. But the next thing I know, his pants are crumpled on the floor and he still dances on...diapy style! By the time the song ended, I could barely breathe, I had danced so hard and Caleb had the hiccups from all of his laughter. I walked over to pick up Caleb's pants off the floor and I said to him..."Cajum Baby...mommy might have "danced her a** off (as in the tv show...since I don;t normally swear at babies), but you totally danced your pants off."


Luckily daddy got a few pictures so I should be able to make an adorable lo of my sons dancing days...since I am quite certain that he will deny this story as well as, his god given right to "do the dance," later in life! Then I can always bust the page out at special occasions like first dates and prom, because us moms know that scrapbooks are really just blackmail waiting to happen!

4 comments:

mollie said...

Amy! I just totally love your story of you and Caleb dancing your little hearts out. I hope that you will scrap this with photos and insert it into this blog post! I know that everyone would love to see the two of you. :)

Great job of story telling ... you have a great knack.

Tonja Trump said...

Love that story! I like how you think too...scrapbooks are blackmail waiting to happen..INGENIOUS Amy!! ;)

MaryC said...

This is an adorable story. And I agree with the Blackmail. It is the best part of the teen years. ;)

Linda said...

Amy, I love it.........I can just picture the whole thing going on. I can't wait to see a layout to go with it too. You really are a good storyteller!!

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