It was 3:45 in the afternoon. I was piddling around the house when Hollynd came up to me in her best Sunday dress, a necklace, sparkly shoes, her favorite headband holding a black sash from another dress asking me this:
"Mommy, will you please tie this on me and then call Diego to come play with me? I need a dancing partner. I'm all dressed up and ready for him to come over."
How could I resist? I called Diego's mom (our next-door neighbor who obliged happily. After hanging up the phone, I turned around and found Hollynd "brooming" the floor (as she calls it).
She said, "Mommy, I'm cleaning up for Diego to come over."
Picking up a piece of paper and a dirty bib, she added, "will you please put this away so our house will not look like it is messy for when he comes over?"
She got her wish.
And, may I add, Diego really knew his dancing moves. I was very impressed with his sense of rhythm. He even knew how to turn her!
I hope this afternoon's events don't go against the guidelines as outlined in the Strength of Youth pamphlet.



























