No dancing
Thu 2nd Aug 2007 by Ben Palmer.I'm writing at my computer and Emily is sitting at the kitchen table colouring next to me. Harry periodically comes in and looks at the screen to see what I'm writing, but what he really wants is to push me off and get the CBeebies website up.
I thought it would be nice to have something for us all to work along to, but Emily refused most of my suggestions - going instead for the Lazytown CD that Father Christmas gave her.
Playing up to her gleeful bouncing, I started to sing and dance along with the theme tune. "Daddy, don't dance," she frowned at me.
Oh hell. I dance like a Dad.
tags: dance parent
Excellent! Go, Emily! (Poor Daddy.) Although I say "Dance (while the music still goes on)..." xxxx
Jessica loved ABBA;
Oh, my love it makes me sad.
Why did things turn out so bad?
Was it just a dream, everything we did, everything we had?
Baby, give me one more
Dance while the music still goes on
Don't think about tomorrow
Dance and forget our time is gone
Tonight's a night we borrow.
Let's make it a memory, a night of our own
A thing to remember when we're all alone
So dance, it's our way to say goodbye.