A few posts ago I was boasting about how I can shake my groove thing on command.
I didn't expect you guys to hold my pinocchio nose to the fire, but you wanted proof--videographic evidence that I can get down and boogie oogie oogie.
Well I have a confession to make . . . I don't actually have any current dance moves.
In fact, I haven't ACTUALLY busted a move since the 80's.
I'm willing to give you a glimpse into why my son might have had that deer in the headlights look on his face when I got pulled up on stage to dance during a school assembly.
But to be fair, my husband is a dancer too and it wouldn't be cool to take all the glory upon myself.
So I pulled this video clip out of our courtship archives. This is my hub and I performing a lip sync to this music video by Ashford and Simpson at my ward talent show.
We weren't married yet. He hadn't even gone on his mission. And yet look at him freely serving his fellow man with his unique talents and abilities. He's always been such a giver.
Pump up the volume because I taped this off the TV. (That's how technically advanced I am.)