Today I miss singing and dancing with you and your Dad.
Okay so your Dad doesn't really do the dancing but he is a pretty good DJ and we both love it when he plays the guitar while we sing at the top of our lungs. It's in your blood to love good music and it cracks me up that you love 70-80s Rock. Nothing brings a smile to my face when you hear the opening guitar rifts to "Welcome to the Jungle" or "Another One Bites the Dust" and that grin I love so much creeps across your face, you get all squirmy in your booster seat, and you say "I like this song, turn it up!" I miss watching you and your Dad wade through all of our music files while you pick out songs to go on your MP3 player. You're very picky about your music! You like your beats fast and your base down low! You have Beiber Fever and you like today's dance hits...which make for great living room excercise. Your techno moves would make Uncle Dustin and Uncle Briggs so proud. ;) I hope your love for music continues to grow and I hope you always let the music move you.
I miss you my little rockstar. See you on Saturday!
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