I am in a group that dances Polynesian dances. A few weeks ago we danced at a friend's party that she had for her son, who just got baptized and her husband, who had just got home from serving a year in Afghanistan. It was a lot of fun! Her son was so honored that we were there to dance for him that he sat there during every song watching us. He would go play while we were changing, but once we started to dance, he would be back in his chair in the front to watch us. If only I could have taken a picture while dancing. His face was priceless. I can still picture it.
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