Dancing...and other mundane stuff that lifts the spirit

Yesterday, Boatbaby reminded me how therapeutic dancing can be. Today, I was reminded again when the kids were playing with Elizabeth's keyboard and inventing dances to go along with the demo songs. This dance was an "ice skating dance" performed to Sleeping Beauty's Once Upon A Dream. (Yes, our dining room is generally this messy. It's what happens when your dining room doubles not only as a server room but a sewing room as well.)

And Finn, just as soon as I thought that little boy wasn't keen on the pottying, he decides that he can handle it. Now he's back to riding his bike in shorts instead of just undies.

Not only does this photo make me smile because the small amount of knitting/relaxation time I can eek out these days really does make a difference, but Elizabeth's burgeoning photography skills amaze me regularly.

She also took the shot below, which I'm including because I know Paul will love it and because it seems like so long since I've seen him. (To my husband: I know I need to relax my forehead. I will work on that.)

Is is possible that some stress might also melt away while watching an eight-year-old little girl and her seven-year-old neighbor friend try to ride a tricycle meant for a three-year-old...together? I think it is.

Last, but certainly not least, thank you, my bloggy friends for your kind and uplifting words. I'm fortunate to have a very sweet life, in which you all play a role, and I'm grateful.