When my son-in-law (who lives with my daughter and their two girls across the street - and who lives next door to my other daughter and her husband and son, who live one door down from us...make sense?)
When my son-in-law sent me this video this morning, I knew I had to share.
Apparently my grandson Timothy is visiting his girl-cousins next door at Uncle Jon's house, and he and Aidyn are in Uncle Jon's studio doing a paint-n-dance sesh.
(I live right next door and across from my identical twin daughters and their families, and I don't know half of what goes on...I am up in their business far less than people imagine...)
Watch the whole video.
(warning: your cute-o-meter is going to peg in the red zone. Use appropriate caution. Yes, this is my life. Yes, it is unbearably sweet. Yes, it is ridiculously cute on a pretty much daily basis. And yes, I am getting past the point of apologizing for that. It's all sheer gift and grace, every bit of it.)
Watch my grand-girl Aidyn, and the way she dances, fierce and free. Then watch her exuberance s-l-o-w-l-y take hold on Timothy.
Home boy starts breaking it down, in his own reserved way:
I'm thinking that I am going to take a page out of their playbook today.
I'm about to crank up the music and paint n' dance....
(To see what Uncle Jon has been up to, other than kid-sitting, click here)