99 Red Balloons

As a young kid, one of my first memories was dancing to 99 Red Balloons in the Hesselgrave's living room with my friends Kim and Amy and their parents. I was five or six years old and hadn't heard the song before but decided I loved it. Tonight I heard 99 Red Balloons on the radio on my way home and couldn't help but sing along and dance in my seat. It made me smile at the memory and ponder the music I dance to with my boys now. Will they remember dancing in the kitchen with me and Dada? Someday will they hear Ho Hey or Gangnam Style come on the radio and smile at the memory? I realized I may need to choose songs with more staying power so tonight I chose some classics and put on Call me Al and of course, 99 Red Balloons. The boys weren't into it, so I switched to Call Me, Maybe. And we danced. Oh well, if their memory is dancing with Mama to bad music, so be it. At least we're dancing.

Things I never thought I'd have to say...

"We don't pick each other's noses."

"Stop eating your shoe and eat your pizza."

"Candy Legos don't work as well as regular Legos."

"We don't drink out of the trash can."

"Are you pretending Chewbacca is poop?"

Call me, Mamie

Logan, singing Carly Rae Jepson's "Call me, maybe":

"And all the other boys
Try to chase me,
here's my number
So call me, Mamie."