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Thursday, April 15, 2010


So, we succumbed to the general illness around here and let Ana watch Dancing With the Stars. I'm apparently still in recovery from my surgery, Scott was home with a fever, and we had made it to 7:00 by playing horsey, dress up, and princesses, and we were beat.

Girlfriend loves a good dance. She could dance for hours. I only don't let her because then I would have to dance for hours.

I haven't really watched the show before. At least not through a 3 year old's eyes. Frankly, I was appalled, but the munchkin already realized that the show was on, so we tried to do damage control.

Nakee! Nakee!

Sweetheart, her name is Pamela Anderson and she's not nakee, she's just still wearing her sheet from night-night.

Nakee! Nakee!

Sweetheart, she's a trained dancer and she's not nakee, she's...okay, she's nakee.

Needless to say, that's the last time we watch Dancing With the Stars.

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