Tonight we went to Walmart, because I wanted to buy some fabric. As I was having the lady cut it, the kids were dancing in the aisle.
Now by dancing, I don't mean hip hop dancing. I mean ballroom dancing. Arms around each other, occasional kisses on the cheek. Amara told me, "Mommy, we're getting married in the store." Now that's just the store I'd choose to get married!
As they continued dancing, I overheard Amara giving instructions, "Now you've got to put your hands on my hips."
Just who taught her to dance!?
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LOL Too funny.
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