This morning

Mike and I ran to the store this morning for some more coffee (our cereal and bagels wouldn't be the same without coffee) and cornbread for our dinner (we are making chili) and extra soap.

While in the store picking up the little things, there was a little boy - who probably came up to Mike's kneecap - dancing around like Michael Jackson. There wasn't any music and he didn't care who looked at him. He was in his own world and Mike and I were trapped in it too...

So much so that I forgot my soap...oh well watching that little boy innocently dance on a Sunday morning was well worth it.

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