So We Dance


I don’t like to brag, but with the appropriate level of lubrication, my wife and I are fantastic dancers. I don’t mean to say that we think we are fantastic dancers due to that lubrication , it’s a proven fact. People used to tell us that all the time. After performing our perfectly choreographed “Rump Shaker” routine in an Orlando night club more than a few years ago, several spectators asked us afterwards which troupe we belonged to, refusing to believe that we weren’t professionals somewhere in the most visited tourist city in the world.

We not only start the dancing at weddings, we end it, a serious discussion occurring one night about whether or not we could legitimately start a business where people would hire us to ensure a certain level of fun at their affairs. I’m still not convinced that there wasn’t an untapped market that we didn’t have the courage (motivation) to try and exploit.

Like many of my skills, this one seems to be diminishing as I grow older. That point in the evening when my toes would start tapping and my groove would start getting on are now the times when I start yawning and checking my watch. We know fewer and fewer people that are getting married or that haven’t sworn off the institution altogether. Moves are growing stagnant , routines unrehearsed.


The five year old, however, loves to dance , anywhere and at any time. The 2012 Super Bowl was memorable for being the second time the New York Giants spoiled things for my wife’s New England Patriots but more than any particular play I remember Madonna’s halftime show and a little girl who could barely stand on her own showing off some impressive moves. Early attempts at taking her to restaurants were abandoned not only because of her habit of throwing crayons at people at surrounding tables, but because if there was any music playing she was unable to sit still. The girl just had to dance.

Children dance with even more of a  lack of self-consciousness than I used to have at last call. After listening to her laugh, watching her dance is one of the greatest gifts of fatherhood.


keep on dancing


On the Wednesdays that there haven’t been home games for the local minor league baseball team, we’ve been going to a park in a neighboring town that hosts bands in the summer. We’ve seen rock and country, oldies and swing. There is a playground on site so I’m usually abandoned for other children fairly quickly after arriving, but there always comes a point in the evening when she decides that she needs to dance. She needs to dance and she needs me as a partner.

So we dance, poorly but enthusiastically, as far from the actual dance floor as she will agree to.  Her moves often seem to resemble a blind ninja surrounded by imaginary enemies, mine closer to somebody having a small seizure while walking over hot coals. Calls to any of the bands to play Rump Shaker have so far been ignored.

We dance because it’s fun, and I care less and less what anybody watching thinks each time that we go. We dance because when a child hands you a toy phone, you answer it. When they grab your hand and ask for a twirl you dust off your two left feet and you shake that booty.


Keep on Dancing




57 thoughts on “So We Dance”

  1. This is great! I love to dance, but sure don’t do so in public without some liquid intoxication LOL! My daughter loves to dance and I couldn’t encourage it more — such a confidence builder.

  2. I love this!
    I very much enjoy dancing, but I don’t have much natural rhythm. I’ve only seen my husband dance a handful of times, and when I have seen him dance I’ve been pretty impressed with how good he is. But his dancing on the rare occasion he does, is short lived so I don’t get to enjoy it very often.

  3. Such a simple and joyful thing! I love that you and your daughter dance because it’s fun. I can’t dance–though like to pretend I can. Dancing just feels good, and none of us should pull or blind ninja kicks in favor of looking “good.” Thanks for the post–now I feel like dancing. 🙂

  4. Dancing is fun. But you can’t rewrite history. 2017, the Pats won the Superbowl (again) and the Giants weren’t on the ticket.

    ” The 2017 Super Bowl was memorable for being the second time the New York Giants spoiled things for my wife’s New England Patriots “

    1. edited it to 2012, what it was supposed to say. 200 page views before somebody called me out on the error. Thanks Jennifer

  5. Love that you and your wife are awesome dancers – such a skill. We are hopeless dancers – it’s laughable to watch us stumble over each other’s feet on the video of our own first dance at our wedding. And fab that your daughter is loving to dance too. My two girls love to dance and I’m hoping they have a bit more rythm than their parents. They seem to. #FridayFrolics

  6. The thing I find amazing, is the fact that the toddler learned to dance with no one showing him. He will sway to music, put his hands in the air and turn round and round. Sometimes we dance together, but it is not something I am big on. It seems there is something innate about dancing that we don’t need to learn. Love this post. #FridayFrolics

  7. I simply love that you feel the beat of the rhythm of the night… wow! What a lucky daughter to have such a hip dad, or maybe a dad who will need a hip. Either way, we would hire you and your wife to make sure our guests had a good time! And I am smiling just thinking about it! #KCACOLS

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  9. Oh I love that she loves to dance too, I am the same, my middle daughter is too. My hubby can actually dance great but he doesn’t like to dance go figure! My eldest daughter was beautiful dancer, she would have audiences in tears, she had a gift, but unfortunately she now has a fracture in her spine which is permanent, she is OK but she will never dance the way she used too. #TheFridayLinky

  10. The twins love to dance although not sure where they get it from because I have two left feet haha! Must be the wife fab read Thank you for linking to #ThatFridayLinky Please come back next week

  11. I don’t think I’ve ever really danced in public! I’ll dance at home with the kids, but that’s about it! Thanks for linking up to #ThatFridayLinky

  12. This is brilliant! One of the best things about children is that they give you a perfect excuse to let go and enjoy yourself, even if it’s by doing something that in any other scenario would be highly embarrassing! Keep dancing! #kcacols

  13. Yesterday we took Peachy to her first ever baseball game. I don’t mean a game at the local park either. Hubby got some free tickets to a major league game and the seats were amazing, so we packed up our rambunctious toddler and headed to the Rogers Centre to watch our Blue Jays battle it out against the Red Sox. As I’m sure you are aware, they love to blast loud upbeat music every minute or so at these events to get the energy up. Peachy spent over two solid hours jumping up from her chair to shake that tush with the full enthusiasm of a toddler. She slept in the car the entire way home. Thanks so much for linking up at #KCACOLS. Hope you come back again next time

    1. very cool. I hope you took lots of pictures. Nice that you got to see Chris Sale pitch, even if it was while beating up your guys. That was a pretty fast game too, which I’m sure helped your cause

  14. Aw, that is so sweet. She’s going to remember these days too. I can vividly remember going to the cape and sitting on a town green listening to a big band playing while having my grandmother teach me the bunny hop and a few others. We did that a few times over the years; always the same town and a few of the same dances.. it’s one of my favorite childhood memories.

  15. Known fact: little girls love to dance with their Daddies more than anyone else. I still remember my father tangling me across the living room. And live to watch my husband with our girls. Thanks for sharing your heartfelt story with us at the #happynowlinkup.

  16. Oh gosh I wish I danced well. My husband does, but I stink! I should be more like your 5 year old, because now that I am into my 40’s who gives a rip what anyone thinks?

  17. What a lovely read! It’s such a pleasure to watch them enjoying something like dancing isn’t it. Looks like mum and dad have passed on those awesome dancing genes 🙂 Thank you for sharing with the #DreamTeam, this made me grin from ear to ear.

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