Being with my kids. Bren and I had to pick up Just Dance 2. Given that we had a sick Aidan and sick dad to contend with, it only seemed fair. We danced until we were both sweaty, which really isn’t saying much given that we’re both so out of shape. I anticipate sore muscles tomorrow. The plan is to dance some more tomorrow too. In between reading statistics and “feeding the cold” for Dad and Aidan, we’re going to get moving to some fantastic songs.
Now if we can evict the germs from our house, it’ll all be good.
Time for rest. I really want to be up for a bit of dancing tomorrow!