The other day I had Azalea with me down in the basement while I was trying to make sense of the giant mess we keep down there. I was playing some kid music on Pandora and dancing around a little to keep her entertained. I quickly realized that her "dancing" has graduated from moving her hips and arms back and forth--to full on choreography with steps and turns and jutted hips. We danced around the basement and by the end of the song I realized that I was tearing up! You know...because I was sharing this little moment with my daughter who was getting so big and oh yeah because I'm SUCH A SENTIMENTAL SAP. (lovely alliteration Miranda--Oh why thank you!) Honestly I don't know how anyone could live with me.
Anyway, on to the tape.
:: Please note the excellent use of the stage.
:: I'm pretty sure she was trying for an awesome lift at the end, but her partner's hands were full.
:: Also, forgive the poor camera angles. The camera crew was apparently dancing while taking the shot...so unprofessional.