After yesterday's heavy stuff, I figured I'd share a smile.
It's a little bit embarrassing to admit but what's a blog good for if not for potential future black mail?
Every afternoon, I mean every single afternoon, Gabe and I have a dance party. There is one song that always starts it off, that gets me dancing and his little bottom shaking and his head bobbing...
You want to know right... okay... I'll admit it, I'm a One Direction Groupie and this song, just makes me well, want to dance!
I'll admit it. At eh, 30 years old I'm a little bit of a boy band groupie. And I'm okay with that.
This may be a true story, maybe not but after a meeting at church a couple of us mama's may have been videotaped dancing to this in a hallway.