Friday, January 20, 2012

Ballroom Teens...

I accompanied my son to class this afternoon for a couple of reasons. It's only an hour. I can get caught up on a good book, but mostly I'm there because my 16-year old son isn't driving on his own.

While the couples circle the hardwood floor I don't watch my son dance because I don't want to embarrass him. I can't imagine trying to ballroom dance when I was his age, let alone have a parent in attendance. Nothing seems to phase him...a trait I wish I had...

The class lasts an hour and it was my son's second time dancing. He wants to continue and as long as I can have a place to take a good book (or play Angry Birds on the Kindle Fire...), I think I'll join him. Ballroom dancing...who'd have thunk it?

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