My backup man

The sound of music. This house is always ringing with the sound of music. There is something playing at all times.

While in the kitchen, doing who knows what, I had Rascal Flatts...Melt screaming on the boom box. Thinking I was alone in my Rascal bliss, I just had to put on my groove. I even think I was singing into a wooden spoon. I turn around, and there he stands, my little boy. He was wearing an enormous smile and said giggling, "Mommy, what are you doing?" I just had to laugh. I told him, "I'm throwin' it down, come on over here." I put him on my feet and we waltzed around the kitchen. As we danced Michael notices my wedding band and asked,"Mommy, what is that gold ring and why do you wear it all the time?" I briefly explained that it was a special ring that Daddy gave me when we got married. It means that we love each other very much and will stay together forever.

Before we finished our dance Michael squeezed me has hard as he could around my waist and looked up at me with his beautiful golden brown eyes and said, "Mommy, when I grow up and get big, I think I'm going to get one of those rings and marry you too." I haven't heard any sweeter words since hearing his Daddy make the same statement.


"There is a bit of insanity in dancing that does everybody a great deal of good."

~Edwin Denby