i like to move it, move it...

Neil & i were in the vehicle driving somewhere when it came on the radio...
Where is the love?
He went to change the channel part way through (why do men do this?) & i stopped him... "Babe, this is my song, how can you change it?"
He laughed, knowing exactly what i was referring to.
Mollen had just been born & our small town had just gotten dance instructors who were offering all different types of dance lessons. It seemed like in small towns, whenever there would be something new, we all would give it a go & sign our kids up. Baseball? Sure. Soccer? Yup. Hip Hop? Why not?
When i arrived to register my 2 oldest girls, i noticed they were offering an *adult* class too.
On impulse, i signed up.
i'm the type of girl who dances by pointing my fingers in the air & shaking my bum. That's about the full extent of my dancing skilz. There's not really any degree of talent or ability for me in that area. (Unless you can count pointing & shaking... & some days, i do...)
i didn't care - & neither did my teachers. i wasn't the worst kid in the class - & i loved the excuse to get out of the house for my hour of dance... i could so rarely talk myself into going beyond our walls but i never missed a class.
The song we worked out our routine to was...
Where is the Love?
By the end of the year, i would practice in my kitchen with my burned cd. When Neil would walk by, he would raise his eyebrows & say, "Are you sure you're doing that right? That doesn't *look* like a dance move..."
When they announced that we would be performing in the recital - with the little ones in their kitty costumes & the tiny tap dancers etc... i thought, "bring it on..." laughing, imagining Neil in the audience watching mama show off her new moves with that smirk i can't get enough of on his face...
As it turned out, my inlaws were visiting that weekend.
Perfect....
Neil & i still giggle when we remember my year of hip hop. He still claims those weren't dance moves... but on that elementary school stage, in my "hip hop" costume, at that year end recital, i gave it all i had... & i tried not to laugh out loud till we were done...
i'd do it again...