Sometimes they ask me to turn on the music.
I blast a little Pandora.
They proceed to twirl around.
Around and around with plenty of giggles mixed in.
Then it always ends with a fall (tackle?) to the ground
And more giggles. Of course one must wear appropriate attire to the dance…a tutu and wolf ears
When brother tires of dancing and commences bouncing off the walls, Jessie is a good substitute dance partner.
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