This I will confess, to your blog readers, I actaully went and looked up the word prose. Once I read the meaning the name of your blog made me smile. Great job Sharon!
And Sarah loves the music, (I do too). The slow part, she locks eyes with mine, tilts her head while a shy grin grows on her face. She then throws her arms open, comes to me, sits on my lap, with her head on my shoulder and we "slow sit dance". Then...
The tempo changes, she jumps up, flys onto the bed and begins jumping up and down. Then she says, "look at me mom", as she shakes her little hips back and forth, "am I doing it right?" When the tempo changes, she is back in my arms.
Thanks for helping me make some great memories with Sarah, and for telling me what's in a name. I never would have figured that out on my own.
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Was that a real question? I had no idea.
This I will confess, to your blog readers, I actaully went and looked up the word prose. Once I read the meaning the name of your blog made me smile. Great job Sharon!
And Sarah loves the music, (I do too). The slow part, she locks eyes with mine, tilts her head while a shy grin grows on her face. She then throws her arms open, comes to me, sits on my lap, with her head on my shoulder and we "slow sit dance". Then...
The tempo changes, she jumps up, flys onto the bed and begins jumping up and down. Then she says, "look at me mom", as she shakes her little hips back and forth, "am I doing it right?" When the tempo changes, she is back in my arms.
Thanks for helping me make some great memories with Sarah, and for telling me what's in a name. I never would have figured that out on my own.
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