Just Dance

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