Happy feet
I have a friend who I met in college who used to refer to me before she met me as that “tappy foot bitch who sits in the front row” of classes that we shared. My entire family has happy feet and shakes their leg and definitely knows how to get up on the dance floor – it’s in our blood. I was looking at my iPod the other day and thought to myself that I haven’t danced in too long a time and so when Tin woke from his nap yesterday evening I put on my dance playlist and Usher was first up – Tin got so excited he grabbed Leonardo (his sock cat) and started busting a move, but note how he runs to the mirror to check his reflection. He’s got it going on.