Rollie just walked in the house. I was bracing for “I’m hungry,” “Tiller destroyed your flowers!” or something along those lines. I was not prepared for:
“Mama, do you want me to show you how to do the Macarena? Gracie knows how to do the Macarena and she taught me.”
[Stifling a laugh.] “Uh, Yeah!”
He proceeds to do the Macarena, including the little hands on hips hipshake part, once in each direction.
North. South. East. West.
The look of concentration on his face was the best part. He even messed up once and grunted and made a face and started over again. I don’t think he even knows that there is music that goes with the dance.
And he will not. Ever.