ohh i love my mom. and i love her even more in mexico. she just cant contain herself. if music is playing no matter where we are.. her foot will start tapping her hands start playing the air drums. then she jumps out of her seat and the dancing grandma has gotten the dance floor all to her self. she doesnt need anyone. she loves it. i believe she is the happiest when she is dancing in mexico. she doesnt have a worry in the world. and if the song is really good. and the wheels in my dads brain starts turning he looks at my mom and says do you want to dance? and with 90% of the songs by herself her face lights up. they danced i think once every night..slow cute romantic songs. and on one special night a disco song came on (my mom loves disco..she loves the 70s barry white.. i think she used to teach disco dancing back in the day) well they got up and ruled the dance floor and my dad led the way. while people around them cheered them on. "go dancing grandma!!"
they are cute. and even though they have their issues. its ok. they love eachother. and my dad knew what made my mom so happy and he did it.
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this made me very happy. thank you.
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