Luke stood up at the kitchen table the other day, looks at me and says to me with all sincerity 'mom. will you help me get a dance party started?'
I looked at him, told him I've never been prouder. And then we danced.
He watches this video of himself over and over and over again.
I love it. (and definitely ignore my moment of commentary. i immediately regretted it. and then did even more when i heard myself sound like a man.)
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