This is what we, in the Payne family, call “kitchen dancing”. It happens some nights, after dinner. (Yes, I know: Our neighbors just don’t know how lucky they are that we have invested in window coverings! Please keep this in mind, neighbors, when our grass is a little too long, or we haven’t watered as we should have. Say to yourselves, “Well, at least the Paynes have window coverings!” Then, look away from the landscaping, and try some deep breathing exercises. Repeat as necessary. You’re welcome.)
My teenage daughter is trying to teach me a Shakira dance here. And I am – hilariously, apparently – trying to learn it.
My new year’s resolution? More joy, more celebration, more kitchen dancing! And that is what I wish for you, too.
Happy New Year, friends!