Tuesday Night Dance Party

Some of my fondest memories retrospectively are of my friends coming over on Saturday mornings and having them dance with my Mom as she was cleaning with Tejano music blaring from the radio, I would die of embarrassment and stand by the hallway to my room waiting for my friend I hated it. But now I wish I would have given in and danced around with a mop or a broom or even better yet with my Dad. Sooooo in trying to start traditions for our family we
decided on Tuesday night dance parties. Both my children love to dance and the truth is JAVIER AND I LOVE it to. So if you ever stop by on a Tuesday night this is likely what you will see.

We Like to move it, move it.
Not my most attractive picture but look at Gabs night gown gogogogo.

Dads back was hurting but he didn't let it stop him.