S.O.S - Dancing Queen

We have a dancing queen alert! It sounds cute, okay, it is cute, but there also needs to be an off switch! I dropped Samara off with my mama at 7:45am on Wednesday morning. When I returned at 10:00, she reported that Samara had not stopped singing and bopping (a girly sort of head-bang) since I left. Lucky (another new name!) of course, had to constantly push replay, repeat and change the song. That's over two hours, non-stop. I believe it, because it goes on for hours and hours here at home. Steve and my role in Sammy's life is simply that of DJ. Of course we join in for the family favorites, but it's pretty excessive! Our little girl does nothing in a whisper. I'm zonked, but I secretly love (and admire) that in her. I often have to wake her up to go to school and you wouldn't believe the sparkiness with which she opens her eyes. From the moment I enter her room she is ALL smiles, and before her eyelashes can even peel apart she is pointing at the photos in her room and saying, "who's da" while reaching with the other hand for her stuffed animals and giggling away. Amazing. Truly. I remember trying to convince Fernie that she was a calm chica like her padres, when she scarily stopped moving in the womb. Kind of fun to be proved so wrong by a wee one!