They dance in kindergarten.
Our son told me that only he and Alex don’t really like to dance.
I had music on in the background when he told me this, so I walked over and turned it up. Way up. (I’m sure the people I share walls with understood. I mean, teaching moment!)
I said “let’s dance” and started throwing my legs and arms around the room. (I never said I was good at it.)
Trenton moved his shoulders up and down one at a time in a little breakdance-style move that he said he learned from a classmate. I whooped my encouragement, and he plopped back down on the couch, trying to suppress a smile of both pride and embarrassment.
My husband and I are not naturally very silly people. We joke around and make fun of ourselves, but we’re more the life-planning, dream-chasing, conscious-parenting types. (As if you couldn’t tell that from this blog. 🙂
Silliness comes naturally to our second son. He was practically born doing a funny little jig on his tiptoes. But Trenton, even as a five-year-old, is very conscious of the people around him. (I suppose he gets that from us.)
A few months ago I started feeling like Ryan and I needed to come out of adult mode more often and show Trenton that being goofy—even in public!—can bring a lot of joy into life. (And who cares if we can’t dance!!)
So lately we’ve embraced silliness more than I can ever remember. Just little moments, like these three:
1. Ryan and I acted half our age at a recent Ellie Goulding concert in San Francisco. We showed the boys pictures and videos the next day and watched their starry eyes soak it in.
2. We whooped and hollered out of our minivan windows at cyclists when we happened to drive along a country road where their race was taking place. The boys looked at us like we were crazy for most of it, but I’m sure the bikers appreciated our cheering. (Ha!)
3. We stopped our car on the side of a relatively busy street just to snap some pictures in front of this graffiti wall we’ve always admired. We did some awesomely awkward kissing pictures and some random crazy poses and ended up with this keeper of a shot, above. The boys were laughing hard in the car.
In the Power of Vulnerability, I remember Brene Brown saying that she can measure the emotional wellbeing of their family by how much dancing there is in the kitchen. After practicing silliness more often for the last few months, I can tell you she’s on to something.
So, I’d love to hear—How naturally does silliness come to you and your family?