So. Good news. I found all my old cassette tapes buried in the depths of my closet–you know, the ones that you bought back in the 6th, 7th, 8th, and in my case, 9th and 10th grades? Mia and I have been jammin’ out to the musical stylings of Kris Kros, Salt ‘n’ Pepa, TLC, Hi-5, After 7, The Spin Doctors, and…(drum roll please)…the various artists on the soundtrack to "Adams Family Values".
Turns out, Mia loves old school rap and hip-hop. And I never realized this, but she showed me that you can totally ska dance to all the music mentioned above. The girl knows how to groove–wonder where she got that from?
Ha! Not me. Don’t get me wrong–I’m a good dancer. It looks so bad, but it feels so good, right? After watching me shake my rump to "Jimmy Olsen’s Blues" and "Jump Jump", a person would more than agree with that statement.
Aside from the dancing, I’ve taken the liberty of dusting, vacuuming, and just generally straightening my home in preparation for our weekend visitors–although by the time they arrive tomorrow night, that endeavor will have been shot to hell and the house will look like crap again.
Cheyenne warned me today that she’d enjoy a good size sleepover party for her birthday towards the end of the month. OH, HAPPY DAY. I think as far as sleepovers go, 10 year old girls are the worst…and I say this only because I remember my own 10th birthday sleep-over, as well as both of my sisters’ parties. I set the limit to 4 girls, knowing full good and well I probably can’t even handle that, and she seemed satisfied.
Mia ought to have a blast at any rate–these girls treat her like a fairy princess. You’d think they’d never seen a baby before. It’s actually quite adorable to see them all rush over and try to get a smile, or a hug, or a laugh from her. Oh, to be a cute one-year old and have the world at your fingertips.
I’d better get busy making sure the dogs aren’t trashing the place. I’m probably too late.
Tomorrow I will try and put up Part 2–or is it Part 3?–of the story of Caleb and me, and that’ll be IT for the weekend–I will have actual grown-ups to talk to and look at, so I’ll be otherwise occupied! Ya’ll have a great Friday!