My daughter and I were having another dance party in the living room.
But then she stopped and said:
"I wanna sit on my chair and watch you dance".
She walked over to her play corner... dragged her wee red chair across the living room, plunked it down in the middle of the area rug, and sat... looking up expectantly at me.
...and so, I danced.
Leaping through the air like a deranged ballerina.
Twirling like a drunken hippy.
All for my audience of one.
She keeps me light on my toes,