Friday, April 8, 2011


Hi, I haven't written anything here for a while! I'm not really writing today either, just sharing. My brother Courtney posted this on facebook today, and took it. "'When there's music, I dance', Spencer Sivertson, words to live by."
Courtney and I used to dance together when we were kids. I taught him how to waltz. Huh, I haven't thought about that for years - the memory just popped into my head. We did a simple box step, usually in the kitchen, and he bounced with each step. He used to dance with mom, too. One time he grabbed her up and said, "This is how we dance to a snappy tune", and then started to sing a little ditty while moving her around. Wanting to end big, he lunged forward for a dip, but instead kicked mom in the shin, and then laughed so hard he fell on the floor. Smooth. The King of Smooth. Funny though. Cute Spencer, I'm sure his dancing doesn't cause near as many injuries.


Andrea said...

Nice! Yeah, Court isn't exactly known for his smooth dance moves. I thought he also bumped your mom's head on the stove another time too, didn't he? I don't know if I ever told you about how he asked me out for our first date. I actually asked him out first, for a dance the coming Friday at my school with a swing dance lesson as the first hour. He was so afraid of making a fool of himself on our first date that he asked me to go out to dinner with him the Wednesday before! So although I asked him out first, he asked me out on our first date. Probably a good thing... the swing dancing didn't go so great!

Andrea said...

So far our son isn't exactly known for his smooth moves, but he isn't big enough to injure any of us either! ; )