Today we went to Woodburn company stores. Brookie shopped and Uzzi and I stayed outside in order for Uzzi to run and run until he couldn't run anymore. In the midst of running he came across two girls- around 6 years old. He approached boldly. They smiled and their grandmother (in Spanish so I'm just guessing) commented on how he was just the most handsome, smart, & funny boy on the planet. The girls smiled at him and my precious boy, well he did what I can only assume was a jig...in order to impress the ladies.
He shook his upper body, then leaned forward as far as he could go without tipping completely, then shook again, then moved his hips side to side. Yet again he did the upper body shake, followed by a couple spins, more tipping with added arm flailing, and ended it with three steps forward and then several yehaw leg stomps. All the while speaking gibberish.
I grabbed his hand in an effort to let them move along. One of the little girls just patted his head- I'm not sure any of us knew what else to do.
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