Tonight I am grateful for the ten minutes of after dinner-dancing that my daughter and I did in the kitchen at her bequest. The music, selected by my wife, included Dancing in the Moonlight, Me and Julio Down By the School Year, and Let My Love Open the Door.
Clara loves to dance, and I love to watch her dance. She shrieks with delight as she bounces around the kitchen floor with an enormous smile plastered to her face.
Regardless of what might have happened during the day, it is unlikely that anything could have topped these ten minutes with her.