Big Kid hates to hear me sing or see me dance. He cringes and begs me not to and any time I turn up the radio in the car, he mentions that he hopes I don't get this song stuck in my head. He did a "Time" Mother of the Year parody magazine at school for my Mother's Day gift and in the blank for "Favorite song to hear your mom sing" he replied "????????????????????????". To be fair, I am terrible at singing and dancing.
But it's like I'm forbidden to show any signs of joy or fun in my own home so I often disregard his disgust and sing and dance anyway.
The other day I was dancing in the kitchen and he asked, "Could you not dance?"
"No! You can't stop me from dancing! I'll dance if I want to."
"MO-OM! Grrrrrrrrr. Mom. STOP IT! Please quit."
"I'll never stop. You know what I'm going to do? I'm going to start a website called www.dancingmoms.com. It will be moms dancing--oh! Moms could upload videos of themselves dancing. We could show all of your school friends so they will tell their moms!"
"MOM! That. Is. Not. Funny. You're joking. I...I wouldn't allow it...."
"You can't stop moms from dancing and everyone loves dancing moms. It will be fun, Big Kid!"
"Okay. All right. Look, mom. There's nothing wrong with moms dancing but there's no reason to make a website about that. I'm not tellin' you 'cuz I don't like your dancing, I'm just saying it's definitely not a good idea for a website. It's just not that good of a idea."
"I bet everyone told Mark Zuckerberg that Facebook was a dumb idea! Dancingmoms.com will be the next Facebook!"
"Oh my--mom, it's nothing like Facebook. You're not Mark Zuckerburger. Who wants to see moms dancing? You won't do it. You probably can't even get dancingmoms.com."
BUT GUESS WHAT?
He was initially horrified...but then slightly amused.
(I think he's humoring me so I'll stop.)