DANCE WITH YOUR DAUGHTER
Why do girls like to dance so much?
As a guy who never liked to dance, but would anyway, I’ve been dragged out on to dance floor more times than M.C. Hammer has been dragged off of one.
The only reason most guys dance is for the ladies, and that’s a fact. If it wasn’t for my wife, my daughter, or alcohol I would never dance again. And if you saw me dance, well, you know what I mean. My wife pulled me off the dance floor at a wedding the other night to tell me I that I did not need to dance with both thumbs up the whole time.
“What are you doing, milking a cow?” she asked. Let me ask you, people; is that not cool anymore? She said “at least wait until the service is over.”
My, how girls love to dance! My wife doesn’t know that I try to dance badly so she won’t ask me anymore. But it doesn’t help! We make all kinds of excuses for why we can’t dance, but we can. All guys say,”Oh, I could never dance.” Yes, you can.
I’ll tell you what I think. I think that you don’t have to dance with your mom, your Aunts, or even your wife… but you do have to dance with your daughter. It’s because you’re showing her right in front of everyone that she’s worth dancing with so that she will never doubt it. You don’t want to take the chance that when she asks you to dance, and you say no, that she will think the reason is because you don’t want to dance with her.
It’s a perfect opportunity to show her how important she is; and it’s free. It also shows fearlessness.
Hey, man I’m just as scared as you are out there, but I realized that if I could do it out on a dance floor in front of all of my wife’s’ friends, I could do the same for my daughter.
And this girl loves to dance. We were watching TV one day, and she asked me to dance to the music from a TV commercial. That’s how much girls love to dance! I was all stretched out on the couch and didn’t feel like it. But I did it. And just like at any wedding reception, after you get out there for the first dance it’s actually kind of fun! Now I must admit, it is hard to dance to a Pringles commercial, but who cares? Once again, this just proves that kids just don’t care about the details; they care about whether you’re with them or not. When the commercial was over she wanted to dance to the next one, but it was a commercial for athletes foot spray and even James Brown couldn’t pull that one off.
So I ran downstairs and burned a CD with a bunch of Jackson five and B-52’s on it. Now we can dance!
Look guys, I’ll be the first to tell you that I couldn’t dance if you shot at my feet, but that’s the beautiful thing. She didn’t care. She just wanted to dance. I’m not saying she dances any better than I do. Her dancing style lands somewhere between eighties punk and “tackle” ballet. She goes from twirling around, to running in place, to Karate kicks (block the low ones), to jumping off the back of the couch. Half the time she just wants to ride on my shoulders while I do all the dancing (watch the ceiling fan on that one), and that part is fun because she always makes these comments that only a five year old could come up with. She will jump on my shoulders, cover my eyes and say, “Dad! Try and find me!” That’s just plain funny. By the way, don’t try that one on cops or bikers unless you know them. And if you want to hear funny stuff, just sit and listen to your kids. It’s cheaper than cable. My daughter was trying to read the cereal box yesterday and asked why I eat “brain” flakes for breakfast.
I told her, “because bran flakes are good for my ‘Cologne’.”
So ever since that day in the living room we dance all the time. I get to be the DJ! No mother goose music! No chipmunks, and thank God, no Barney! Plus, I get to introduce her to forty years of great music from all types of artists.
So if you’re fed up with being told no by everyone you know, I know the perfect place you can get a yes every time.
Ask your daughter to dance.
