Sunday, November 20, 2011

My Dance Partner

My youngest son, Benjamin, recently joined the swing dance club at his middle school. Apparently, swing dance clubs are popular in many college towns, and our high school hosts multiple dances though out the school year.

I was happy when Benjamin decided to pursue the club. My advice to the boys has been simple and straight forward, and I have always teased them that most women really admire a man who can and will dance. (Okay, to be fair, women also admire a man who can cook, but that is another blog post.)

I was so happy when we went to my nephew's wedding reception last night, and Benjamin turned to me, put his hands out and asked me if I would dance with him. He led me to the dance floor with such confidence, smiled at me and took my hands. We giggled as he confidently spun me in circles, as we were the only ones on the dance floor.

Benjamin told me I was doing fine when he noticed I was wearing three inch heels, and I thought about how the next time we go to a wedding reception, he will likely be towering over me. I just hope at that point he still wants to have me as a dance partner!