He's Got the Moves Like Mama...

Smaller Child and I spent the better part of the afternoon today lounging in the living room, playing with blocks, cups, rings, and all things toddler, aaaaand getting caught up on my reality dance show viewing.  I confess, I have a secret addiction to So You Think You Can Dance? (or SYTYCD for us in the "know.")  I feel somewhat comfortable with this, especially now that it is only on one night a week, and it is a short season summer show lasting only about two and a half months.  I also feel comfortable with this because, well, I like it... and who cares!

ANYWHO, we were in the living room, playing and watching the impressively talented dancers compete on the television.  Suddenly, I noticed Smaller Child walking in circles, swaying his hips, trying to hop, and moving his arms.  This went on for some time while I scrambled to find my camera phone and not make it obvious enough to break his focus.  I DID manage to catch some of the magic... though it was only a tidbit of the greatness that I actually did witness.

I was so moved by his movement! He was dancing!! This is not the first time he has swayed his hips in response to music, but he was watching the dancers on T.V. and was inspired and responding to their movements.  That's how it works, music.  It has this ability to grab some of us and not let go.  As we get older we find ways to stifle this itch, or tell ourselves that we aren't good enough to let loose and go the way we once did as a child.  We tie our limbs down with self-doubt and insecurity.  We glue our feet to the ground with the notion that it is not "appropriate" or "socially acceptable."  Wouldn't it be great if, when we were so inclined, we just ripped off all that hold-back-tape?  Wouldn't it be fantastic if, when a rhythm or a beat seeped its way in to our hearts, we just let go? It works when we were one!

Alright, enough of the philosophizing... here he is.  I wish he would always be this free!