YOU CAN DANCE...YOU CAN JIVE...

I think I've about decided that Caroline is going to be a dancer.  Not only does she move ALOT already, but she especially moves when I am listening to good music OR like last night when the Tony's were on, she got really excited.  It was actually funny.  I know it doesn't necessarily mean anything...but I think that it is so cute!!! :)

BJ says that she is going to play softball for the University of Georgia...I don't know.  I think that tu-tu's and twirls are in our future.  BJ also says that she is going to Duke...I told him to start saving his pennies...and that she isn't going to be allowed to play Barbies (PUH-LEASE...Barbies were a staple in my house...and sometimes, I long to play with them even now!)

I hope she likes to dance, though.  I remember dancing when I was little--not just on stage but in the kitchen with my mom and sister and dad.  We were a dancin' family...and I have visions of a head full of dirty blonde curly hair standing on BJ's feet looking up at him and saying, "Dance with me, Daddy"...it's going to be fun!