Dreams & False Alarms

This is my missive to you.

Aug 10

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I know this is old, but it took me until now to realize that Obams dances just like my dad!

This one time, in high school - right when I was outgrowing being embarrassed by my parents, but my sister was just starting (17 and 13?) - my sister had a friend over and we were sitting in the living room. Daph & co. loved Shakira, and as it turns out, so did my dad. When “Whenever, Wherever” came on, he and my mom came into the living room from one door, sashayed across the room in a sort of modified conga, and left through the other door. I think this might actually be one of my great memories. Not so for Daph, though! She sunk into the couch with shrieks of mortification.

She would totally love it today.

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