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the funk

The last few days I have been in a funk. A little emotional. Tired. Not the most fun girl to be around. I’m sure it has something to do with the fact that I haven’t run in over a week, all the rain or maybe the crap I have been eating. (like the donuts i had for breakfast).
But.

It is a definitately a funk.
And hanging out with friends and coffee haven’t seemed to shake it.

Today on the way home from a friend’s house Owen says from the backseat. “Mommy, when we get home can you turn on some music and I’ll show you my new dance move”.

And we got home. And I got the mail (bills) and called the husband about our broken AC, fed the dog, checked the messages, looked at my mess of a living room and forgot all about his new moves.

Until he asked again. To which I immediately cranked up the ipod and let the dancing begin.

And suddenly my funk turned into The Funk. A superdelic funk with moves I've never seen before. And then some I had...

I kid you not….my 4 year old son started doing the sprinkler. I almost wet my pants it was so funny.

I broke out the video camera…because I think the day your son tries to teach you the sprinkler (and thinks it is a brand new clever dance move) is worthy of saving forever. Unfortunately I missed this little move on camera. Apparently the red button, not the black one on the side means record.

But if you are in a funk…and need a laugh feel free to watch what I did catch on camera. If this girl can’t properly operate the camera….don’t expect me to be able to edit ( meaning this video is about 2 minutes too long)…or hold the camera without shaking or moving quickly. And you've all seen the inside of my car, so I shouldn't have to warn you about the state of my living room....

And I am starting to wonder what exactly he is learning in that preschool of his. Next time I am in a funk, I hope he learns the bus driver or shopping cart.

Comments

I am crying I'm laughing so hard! What got me going was the pan to your little girl, just standing there, and then when you picked her up! :) Love it!!
And he's got some moves! That'd cheer anyone up ;)
Beth (and Eric) said…
Paige and I have watched this about 24 times! :)
samskat said…
Dance parties at your house look FUN!!!!!!!!! So cute!!! :)
KPHammer said…
looks like you've got a little break dancer on your hands...send him to nyc and he can take my hip hop class that i teach for the littles. :)
Way to get funky!! I so enjoyed watching this!

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