Dad always tells me, "You can't make yourself smarter or better-looking, but you can eliminate 90% of the competition if you just learn to dance." I started my lessons this weekend, by attending my first contra dance. (Mom & Dad met at a contra dance, by the way, which is a type of folk dancing with a caller and live band and lots of opportunities to mix and mingle -- thank goodness, or I might not be here today.)
I didn't join any of the contra lines, but my parents held me and danced with me on the sidelines. I didn't fuss once during the whole hour; I was too entranced by the swirling dancers, stomping feet, and the driving tunes played by the fiddles, guitar and banjo -- just the kind of music I like!
I'd like to go back soon and maybe join a dance or two. I think if Mom or Dad wore me in a front-pack it would work. Only they'd better not swing too fast or I'll get dizzy!
Please note in the photos that I am also wearing shoes for the first time.
2 comments:
Nice shoes! I hope my parents would take me, but they say it;s past my bedtime when the dance starts. What a couple of wet blankets!
They wanted to get a sitter and go to the big Nightengale dance tonite, but my back teeth are coming in and I think I will keep them home, I really don't feel like dealing with a sitter even if they could get one at the last minute!
See little buddy, the adults THINK they are in charge but it's really the little people that rule the roost!
Soren, you'll eliminate 100% of the competition! Love you!
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