Things didn't start off on the right foot (quite literally).
And I think they spent more time talking and laughing than dancing.
At times, it looked more like aerobics than waltzing, but that could be because they were dancing to a bagpipe waltz (who knew there was even such a thing as a bagpipe waltz).
All-in-all, I think it was a valiant attempt by my girls to avoid bedtime. It worked, until Chris told us we were being too loud :-( He tells us that a lot. My poor husband really likes quiet, something he gets precious little of around here.



Have fun dancing in Alabama!
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