Before my son was born, one of my favorite things about my marriage was that we'd dance in the kitchen.
Now that Max is here, one of my favorite things is watching him dance..and dancing with him.
Just tonight, I played the piano and sang along. His knees bent and he bounced. The kid began to boogie with a big grin on his face. Eventually, he joined me at the keyboard and banged along with the correct rhythm. Then, his dad scooped him up and they waltzed around the room.
Who says live music and dancing goes out the window once you have a family?