I love my life

There are moments in life that you just know are special. Moments that you soak up and want to store in your mind's video vault.

I had one of those moments Friday night.

Annessa was in her princess dress (a marketing scheme for girls I swore I wouldn't get pulled in to) and Rich and I were deep in conversation (okay - I was doing laundry and he was messing with his ipod). Hall and Oats's "Rich Girl" poured out of the speakers while Annessa twirled in circles. "Mama - dance" she said. I don't know what came over me, but I went into my closet, grabbed a sundress I got in NYC with the girls, and slipped it on over my RVMS red sweatshirt. Rich gave me a "what-the-heck-are-you-doing" look as I walked into the family room.

Annessa's eyes lit up and her dimples flashed. "Mama - you have a dress on too!" We twirled to the music that Rich played.

I laughed. She laughed.

I kicked my feet. She kicked her feet.

I clapped my hands. She clapped her hands.

Rich played some Bone Thugs and Harmony (I haven't heard them since high school!) and I wondered if life gets any better than this? I used to think that high school was the best time of my life. Then came college and I knew this had to be it. But dancing in the living room with my daughter while my husband d.j.s? Now surely life doesn't get any sweeter.