Slow Dancing in a Burning Room

Well the room wasn't exactly burning, but it was really hot. Haha!

Tonight we went to the Jones house as a fam and we had a blast. We hadn't seen them in a few months since they moved, (they used to be our next door neighbors.) Last spring in anticipation of an upcoming wedding, we decided to combine our limited knowledge of ballroom dancing and increase our reptoire together. We got pretty good but were disappointed when it rained on the outdoor wedding, making dancing impossible in the muddy ground.

But Anna's older sister is getting married this year and they assured us that there will be plenty of dancing at the wedding! So we brushed up on our "skills" this evening with Zach, Adam, and Anna. It was a blast! I totally fell apart when I tried to teach Zach the salsa. Latin dance has never looked so ridiculous. And he was totally doing it on purpose. How he exaggerated each move so amusingly and kept such a snobbish expression on his face, I'll never know. I couldn't do a full five steps without dissolving into laughter. It was so much fun.

Since the room was so small it got really hot really fast, (hence the title ;) So Adam brought in an extra fan and that made it better. =D

We also played charades and goofed around like kids usually do, making lots of noise in the process. I miss the days when we would go over and just hang out or swim. But nothing lasts forever, and it's not like they states away. Just twenty minutes or so. It was a lot easier when all we had to do was cross the street though. Haha.