The sweetest, cutest thing on this planet convinced me to take an "extended education" course with her.... ballroom dance. I must say, I've danced the waltz before, and a little swing dance, but never a real course for it, and never with the love of my life. Tuesday was the first class, and we covered the waltz.
Turns out, I can cut a rug (without scissors, even)! It was fun to think that I was going to make a fool of myself, only to have her standing next to me, giggling with every step we took. Those giggles reminded me of times before this adoption thing, and when she giggles, no one can hold back a smile or chuckle of their own. We learned the waltz to "Edelweiss", and that particular version had a really sappy, perfect phrase done by a solo trumpet.
So, we took the time to practice yesterday, and when we started to dance around the living room (trying not to knock over the book table or trip over the fireplace hearth), naturally I started singing. And then I kicked into a mock trumpet.... and she giggled again! It made this week absolutely AWESOME! (You rock, Woman!)
