My Ting-Toe Makes me Dance

It’s back.

The hand-me-down tu-tu with which Bailey had a brief obsession with about a year ago has been rediscovered.  She now insists that it is called a “ting-toe”, although she seems embarrassed when I repeatedly try and correct her.  No matter how you say it, she is convinced of one important thing – it has escalated her dancing abilities tenfold.  Really, the hips have not stopped jiggling for days.  (Hers, not mine.  As far as you know.)

You know how it goes when your kids do something painfully cute.  You sit and watch in paralyzed adoration, patting yourself on the back for creating such an unbelievably entertaining creature.

Then suddenly, you think – “Oh!  If only I had the video camera!  Wait…maybe I should go get the video camera.  But surely the moment will have passed by the time I grab it and make it back.  No…I can totally get it fast enough.   Where is the camera?  Does it have batteries?  A memory card?  I’m hungry…”

In the meantime, the precious once-in-a-lifetime trick that your little one is performing is quickly coming to an end.  You bark at the kid to freeze! stay right there! don’t stop! and you dash away to retrieve the camera. (and a cookie).  Upon your return, you gently encourage your child to pick right back up where they left off.  And make it look spontaneous.  Sometimes, you get lucky, and your efforts result in recorded proof of why your child deserves to be a YouTube sensation.  But let’s face it.  Most times, you end up with take after take after take of an over-it kid being coaxed along by the desperate voice behind the camera.  

With these videos, I got a little bit of each.

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“That’s all I got!”

“Are you happy NOW?”