Day 21: Another Moment
Sep. 23rd, 2010 01:52 pmGraeme had finished eating his dinner a few days ago and was having an audible conversation with what sounded like a group of invisible companions. I overheard him say, "Okay! I will ask her right now!" and then he asked me to help him down from the bar stool height chair. I helped him down and he said to me, "Mommy, you have to watch me. I'm going to go into the kitchen and do some dancing!"
I said okay and I stood back to watch.
I wish I had a camera rolling. It would have been a YouTube sensation.
He runs into the center of the hardwood floor in the kitchen, spins on his socked feet, and the drops to his back and starts spinning around on his shirt, for all the world looking *just* like a miniature breakdancer. He did some leg and back and arm stuff I can't describe, while still spinning and went to his side, his stomach, all spinning then popped back up to his feet with a little flair of a jump and then attempted a few steps, a sort of grungy arabesque, and then some jazzy hands before finishing with a big bunny hop and a deep-kneed gymnastics landing, complete with the arms over the head flourish. It was bananas. I was in shock, totally in shock, wondering where he suddenly picked this up.
He grinned like a crazy man and said, "See Mommy? I know how to break dance!"
No attempt at coercion has allowed me to get a video of him repeating the act. It seems to have been a one-time, possessed-child moment. :D
I said okay and I stood back to watch.
I wish I had a camera rolling. It would have been a YouTube sensation.
He runs into the center of the hardwood floor in the kitchen, spins on his socked feet, and the drops to his back and starts spinning around on his shirt, for all the world looking *just* like a miniature breakdancer. He did some leg and back and arm stuff I can't describe, while still spinning and went to his side, his stomach, all spinning then popped back up to his feet with a little flair of a jump and then attempted a few steps, a sort of grungy arabesque, and then some jazzy hands before finishing with a big bunny hop and a deep-kneed gymnastics landing, complete with the arms over the head flourish. It was bananas. I was in shock, totally in shock, wondering where he suddenly picked this up.
He grinned like a crazy man and said, "See Mommy? I know how to break dance!"
No attempt at coercion has allowed me to get a video of him repeating the act. It seems to have been a one-time, possessed-child moment. :D
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Date: 2010-09-23 07:00 pm (UTC)Lol~ that's hilarious. :)
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Date: 2010-09-23 07:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-23 08:16 pm (UTC)Graeme is the cutest kid ever.
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Date: 2010-09-23 09:47 pm (UTC)My son used to love that cartoon movie "Happy Feet" and he would tap dance his little heart away. He even had his own "happy dance" that was so cute it made me cry every. single. time.
And then he turned 9 -- can he be that old already!? -- and stopped dancing in front of us. (Although he still dances in his room when he gets his pajamas on :P).
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