Jake and I love to dance. In fact, our first date included hours of fancy footwork at The Boom Boom Room in San Francisco. After cutting a rug with Jake, I knew I’d found the Fred to my Ginger.
Then, many years later, we had Seabass. And let me tell ya, this kid has moves.
For example, check out Seabass’ jazz hands around 0:08. We like to call it his “Shekinah Glory” maneuver.
Given our family’s urges to groove, I am completely unsurprised that the little girl in my tummy is performing Riverdance on my bladder as I type. God help us all.