Silly Walk

Tonight I went for a walk around the neighbourhood with my darlings.

It started with Hannah, who suggested we play "follow the leader". So, with Hannah as the leader, Seth and I followed her, sticking our arms out to the sides and going in circles - trying our hardest to imitate her.

Then it was Seth's turn to lead. He did his usual "monkey dance" down the sidewalk with Hannah and I paying strict attention to detail, resulting in three apes walking down the sidewalk.

Then they insisted that I lead. That was a hoot. I made up every move imaginable. Arms and legs were flailing in every direction, much to the amusement of my daughter. She was so impressed, she said, "Wow mom, are you ever good at thinking up new moves!"

Now while we were doing our silly walk, my mind went back to our church fun night a couple of years ago when the youth put on a skit with the same name. In the skit, a man came to talk to the Minister of Silly Walks, requesting funding to improve his silly walk. As a result, a medley of silly walks occurred to show this man how a silly walk really must be done, and to point out his obvious deficiency. It was very well done and extremely funny.

As I'm silly walking down the sidewalk, sometimes following, sometimes leading, I'm trying not to laugh out loud in remembrance of this skit, thinking: "you know, I really believe that my children and I would have qualified for a grant if the Minister of Silly Walks were to see us right now". I also realize how utterly ridiculous I must look to anyone who might happen to be looking out their windows or driving by (although I tried to tone it down a bit if I saw anyone - I do have some pride, after all).

And I think: My kids are having the time of their lives.

And their mother is having the time of her life.

And their mother is also getting wonderful, much needed exercise.

And the last thought I think: Eat your heart out, Leslie Sansone.