Our First Dance

It’s official, Ronan and mama had our first dance.  (of course we dance all over the house on a regular basis but this was our public debut)  Every Labor Day weekend we attend my family reunion and this year was our 101st reunion, marking the 100th anniversary of this tradition.  From 1913 -2013 we have gathered together annually and celebrated the heritage of this strong group from Germany.   I am so proud to be a part of such a rich tradition and I hope to pass this along to Ronan and his generation.

The evening was rolling in and the music was starting to play. Ronan had just bounced his way across the table (with lots of support) to the chicken dance and he seemed to be having the time of his fresh new life.  I planned on leaving before things got really loud but still wanted to get out on the floor with Ronan so I asked my cousin who was DJing the party to play us a song.

The Beatles  –  All You Need is Love  It couldn’t have been a better song choice — Thanks cousin Jim!

We twirled around the dance floor and Ronan snuggled in to my shoulder loving every beat.  When I stopped to take a break he jumped in my arms to get me moving again.  Of course I had to keep going, this moment was one I had longed for, and prayed for.  I held my son tightly and danced around the floor, just the two of us moving and snuggling to the music.  I hope that one day many years from now we get to dance at his wedding and I’ll share the story of this night with him.

Ronan and Mama

I love this boy more than I could have ever imagined possible.