Nothing says Friday night like punching the air and shaking your booty to some of the finest (or worst) 80's songs. Jocelyn likes to tell me when to stand up, when to sing, when to march, and when to spin her around. Her favorite part is a combination of dance and chase, which results in all of us running in circles and me collapsing and unable to breathe.
Months ago I realized that Jocelyn was a fan of dancing and she was fascinated with a local show called Dance Party on KOFY. For years they showed reruns of their 50's version. Now they're back, and they're celebrating the 80's. Dancers dress up in their best gear, they pop and block, and perfect their version of Molly Ringwald's dance/snap/kick from The Breakfast Club. Jocelyn's favorite song from last nights show: We Got the Beat by The Go-Go's. My favorite part: when she imitates my moves and tries to sing along, a beat after me. A two-and-a-half-year-old trying to sing Pat Benetar's Heartbreaker is my idea of good fun. Meanwhile, Aja stands to the side doing side-bends with her hands in the air. Her favorite song: any song that has clapping.
Our moves might be questionable (as Khary likes to say) but they are determined, and we are enthusiastic. Wait, that's what someone told me about my karaoke skills. Either way, we got the beat.