"Dance again, Mama"

This past weekend, Braxton had his first wedding dance experience. We had a family wedding that we celebrated all weekend long. Being that this was his first time on the dance floor, he took awhile to warm up. He never really did get down and boogy by himself, but he really enjoyed holding onto cousin Jacoby while he danced. And his favorite part was getting tossed from uncle to uncle (and Dad) while they were getting crazy. He even got in a slow dance or two with Grandma and Papa.

Though I knew he enjoyed it, I really didn't think it made that much of an impression. Boy, was I wrong! At least once a day (usually more) Braxton asks me, "Dance again, Mama? Dance again!". I assure him that, yes, we have Uncle Dave's wedding later this summer, and he will surely get to "dance again". But "again" is just not going to come soon enough!