And on the 7th day...

I am so tired. But I said that I would write everyday.
Each time I think about what I might write about, I forget it by the time that I get home to my computer. I started making a list at work today. I left it at work. Things that I think that I remember are; PLAY, DANCE(with a note about how every time the Pointer Sisters song, I'm so excited, comes on I remember a part of the routine from 6th or 7th grade gym class aerobics where we were stepping across the other foot in a very 1980's hip hop dance style.) There were others that I can't remember, I can see the paper and know exactly where it is on my desk, but that is as much as I can read on it from 5 miles away.
This is actually reminding me about how songs and memories can intertwine in my head. I can also remember the move that Mrs. Leese taught us for the Wang Chung song... I even say it at the part- out, in, up, down and then DOUBLE TIME-outinupdown...Just have me show you the next time either of these songs come on...

The real theme of today is that at a certain age we stop "playing" and dancing. WHY?
The toddlers at the daycare LOVE to dance, boys AND girls. As I get older I see to forget how to dance, although maybe I never really knew? I feel like the only way that I dance in public now is to dance like my Mother dances. Heel, step, other heel, steptogether... With my hands in a fist and a smirk on my face lips pressed together slightly smiling, hips out in the opposite direction of the heel that is out. I didn't used to dance like this! Did I? When I dance around the kids at the daycare, they look at me and LAUGH and ask me what I'm doing... Oh Goodness, I'm the old lady that's dancing like a fool! Great. Hey, at least I'm dancing!

PLAY!- Why are we all overweight? We don't go out and play enough! Yesterday while I was walking outside, someone had drawn a hop~scotch board (Incorrectly, but I wasn't going to erase and redraw it for them, and give them creative props indeed!). EVERYTIME I walked past that area, I jumped they way that you are supposed to! Then after dinner, I challenged a 7 year old to run with me a few blocks to get ice cream. We of COURSE stopped at every alley and street crossing, and I was out of breathe when we got there, but I ran, singing a song that I made up for the run... "We are running to get ice cream ♫, we are running to get ice cream ♪, we are stopping at the alley, we are looking nothing's coming, we are running to get ice cream♫..."  Whatever gets me moving, and ice cream as a treat? I'm in!

I think I just remembered another one- We teach people how to treat us... Maybe that would be better for another day... At least I have a reminder for now...
Don't forget to PLAY and DANCE a little every day! It could make your day!