one simple song

If Brody loves anything, it is the movie Despicable Me. Am I proud that my son's favorite thing in the world (aside from maybe is father) is a movie of fictional characters? Eh, not really... but what are you going to do? This love started last summer on our trip to Washington. The movie was one of the things that Jeff had downloaded on our iPad in hopes that Brody would be entertained on our 12 + trip. Well, it worked. He watched that movie over and over again. This Christmas Brody got Despicable Me 2 and he is just as much in love. He dances, and laughs the whole way through. It's the only thing on TV that will hold his attention for longer than 15 minutes.

One interesting thing about this movie though (the second one) is that Brody is deathly afraid of the beginning scene. The movie starts with two random guys playing cards in the Arctic (or somewhere else really snowy). As soon as the scene starts Brody immediately becomes terrified. Tears start to stream down his face while he cries in horror... I wish I was exaggerating. It is honestly the weirdest thing I've ever seen. We don't know why the scene scares him, but we have learned to just always start the movie at the 2nd chapter to avoid the drama. 

The extras in this movie includes little mini movies. A few days ago I was watching one of them with Brody and he was dancing and dancing to the "Mmm-Bop" song. You know, the one that the band Hansen used to sing? Oh, how in love with those three boys I once was. As I watched little Brody dance to that familiar song, I realized that once upon a time, I used to dance to that same song. I remember distinctly being upstairs in my friend's bedroom, twirling around in circles together while singing, on the top of our lungs, that exact song. It blared at full blast.

That day, as I twirled and danced to that upbeat song, I never knew that one day I would sit on the couch, holding my two month baby girl, and watch my energetic toddler dancing to that same song. I never knew that I'd be smiling as I remembered that day in my friend's bedroom, dancing without a care in the world other than knowing the lyrics to that same song. I never knew how someday my little's laughter would make me smile and how just the sound of it would turn my day into a better one. I never knew that I'd someday enjoy joining my little guy in his silly dances and feeling so good about myself as I would have success in making him giggle more at my own silly dances.

That simple song made me reflect on how time passes. That day in my friend's bedroom had to have been at least 15 years ago. So much has changed since then. The experiences that have happened to me within that time, bad and good, have prepared me for the life that I have today. The life with my little dancing toddler.