The clapping of hands, the beating of a drum, the ping of a piano, the opening of a show, and the slapping of knees all bring out the motion in our tiny dancer. Oh, how I wish I could let loose and shamelessly embrace the moment like she does! I think God may have blessed us with a true dancer, but I'm not sure what he was thinking giving her me as the mama. I take zero credit for her ability, especially becuase I was the cheerleader in the back row of every dance performance, praying diligently I'd stay on cue and not mess up, ha. And my moves at Addie's age consisted of spinning in circles to Raffi. (I guess that explains it!) My husband, on the other hand, helped his theater group win a state competition with his leading role in Footloose, but maybe I shouldn't say that so as not to let word leak to his soldier buddies =).
Just a little compilation of our tiny dancer's moves to make you smile...