Spinning in circles with a six year old at work reminded me of how much fun I can be. I spent fifteen minutes talking in a silly little British accent just to make the kids laugh before we decided we simply just had to have a fancy dance party. Translation: My cell phone pumping out 'Kids Bop' radio while we danced on the circle time carpet. We waltzed and spun, jumped and twirled, shook and twisted, only stopping because another adult came in the room to pick up their child. It was short lived, but it happened, I was enjoying myself.
Then the music stopped and I snapped back to reality.
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