Tiny Dancer

Last week Brynna and I went to the mall to pick up a couple of things. I forgot to put the stroller in the car, so Brynna got to walk all over the place. Some of you may know that Brynna is quite the dancer. She loves a beat. It doesn't matter where we are or what previously had her attention, if she hears music, she starts dancing. So anyway, we're walking through the mall, and I could tell that Brynn was feeling quite proud for being such a big girl and walking all by herself. Now, if you are familiar with the Abercrombie line of stores, you may know that they are designed to look and feel somewhat like a night club. Music and cologne are always pouring out of the store and into the rest of the mall. As we passed by Abercrombie, Brynna stopped dead in her tracks and started shaking her little baby bottom. She caused quite the cute little scene as people walked by and watched her.

Unfortunately for Brynna, if Dance turns out to be her passion, she may be in for a good deal of frustration. Rhythm and grace just aren't a part of her genetic make-up.