Dancing at Ali's house

At music class today, Dante was running the show. He was up in front dancing from the time we got there. He was helping to pass out and collect all the instruments. He was dancing all over the room. Sometimes we go and I can tell he is unsure of himself, because he is hanging all over me - well not today! It was really fun to watch. The best part is that all day long he would say what sounded like "owie" - but he was really saying "Ali" (Miss Ali is the wonderful music teacher). And tonight before we went to bed, he suddenly recalled every detail of the class to me and all the songs and dances. And then he ended it with "we went dancing at Ali's house."

We went over to Tampa tonight to see the fireworks after the Children's Gasparilla parade. No use in seeing the parade - too crowded. But, the fireworks display is about 25 minutes long and Dante had a blast. We timed it perfectly so that everyone was leaving and we got a great spot on Bayshore, with no one around and a clear view of the fireworks. It is beautiful weather out right now, so that made it even better.

Carina woke up sick this morning with a fever, but no other symptoms. She has done nothing but cling and sleep. And squint at the fireworks. I sure hope she's better tomorrow.





When we were getting Dante to bed, he was so overtired that he got the giggles for no reason. I swear, Dante's laugh is the best sound in the world. He's always had the best full-belly laugh; and all the dimples show up and you just can't help but giggle with him. I've really missed that. Sure, we've laughed along the way plenty. But the laugh I heard tonight was from a boy that felt good. And then he went peacefully to sleep.

Oh, and it's Saturday night and our Christmas tree is still up. But, the night is young!