Tonight, Reagan took Papa up to her room and made up this dance. I had to go up and get them for dinner. When I got up there, they were creating this dance. This dance had batons, it had curtains and it had flair.
When I got up there, she was hiding behind the curtiain - waiting for her curtain call. Cute. She and my dad did this dance. She waved her batons made out of lincoln log things and my dad looked like he was out of the 80s with his short batons (they looked like girly weights).
Not only did she dance, but she sang the whole time about how much she loved Papa. So darn cute. I wish I had my camera.
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