Baby Mine

At the concert, the wife of one of the Old Friends came up on stage and did a couple of numbers with the band. The first song she sang was Baby Mine from Dumbo. As soon as I heard the tune I couldn't help but scoop Seth up and dance with him. He hugged me and wrapped his legs around my waist. At first we were the only ones on the floor, but I didn't care.

As we moved to the music, somewhere in me I knew this moment was fleeting. He's six. By seven, this ship will likely have sailed. But right then, in that red hot second, he let his mommy carry him all over the dance floor. He looked into my eyes, forehead to forehead and squeezed his arms around my neck.

I was so into him, I wasn't noticing anything else, but when I looked up, Seth's two little boy cousins (all the same age, all with no front teeth) were also dancing with their mommies. And my friend Steve from high school was there with his precious four year old girl. There were probably more people out there, but I can't remember. It was just such a sweet little snapshot in time. After a minute, I noticed Riley sitting at a table, watching. Not wanting her to feel left out, I gestured to her and she joined us. We finished the song dancing, in a little family hug.

(HT was off at the bar or something. You know how he is, "Yak, yak, yak." He missed the whole thing. Luckily he can read about it here).

I just really love it when band member's wives come up on stage and sing lullabies.

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Here is a shot of the Three Toothless Musketeers who are not yet too big to dance with their mommies. It was taken at Thanksgiving.

Shortly after our Baby Mine moment, the band invited all the little yahoos up on stage to belt out, "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer!" That's Nicholas on the left, and Bobby, in the middle. Leths justh thay, they delivered with gusthto.