I went to Toys R Us to pick up a video game. I had been seening the commercial for the longest time. I am one of those people that can be influenced by commercials. The video game is called Just Dance Summer.
It seemed like family fun and a way to burn some calories. After breakfast on Christmas morning, we opened our presents. Everyone oohed and ahhed. Of course, after I got my fill of shooting people with my cool Nerf gun, I told everyone to go downstairs.
I moved furniture and popped in the video. Followed by the obligatory moaning and groaning, they were game. I had the camera and video camera charged and ready to go. I wanted to capture as many moments as I could.
The grandkids danced with the adults in this tiny space and we had a ball. After a couple of sessions, I took a turn. My poor heart. I was sweating but having a ball.
Bill and I took a turn and it was the great time and I looked the worst. In my mind, I think I can dance but seeing the video in replay I am a hot mess. Like the saying goes, dance like no one is watching because I did just that and it was hysterical. The faces I was making was too much.
I tried not to laugh too much so I wouldn't break anyone's ear drum. But I couldn't help it, it was the best, seeing my kids and grandkids having so much fun.
Bill and I had a great Christmas morning.
Dancing machine Abbie