There is nothing like an eight year old to remind you of how old you
My youngest, J, was very intent today (for some unknown reason) to learn the moonwalk dance move, and for probably the same unknown reason, thought I was the resident expert.
He came to me and sweetly informed me that since I was “around” – which I guess means that I was alive and living – during the decade that this dance was popular, he was sure I had the mad skills necessary to teach him how to glide over our hardwood floors in his sock feet.
Just for the record, I cannot do the moonwalk. Just because I was an 80’s girl does not mean that I have the ability to dance like Michael Jackson. Although I did listen to a lot of Michael Jackson. Off the Wall and Thriller were both great albums. Yes, albums! We didn’t have CDs back then, people. GASP!
And while I can’t moonwalk, I did dance on the speakers one time at the Limelight located in the Disco Kroger shopping center in Buckhead! Which won’t mean much to anyone unless you were dancing in the clubs in Atlanta during the early to mid 80’s. Not that I made a habit of dancing on the speakers or in the clubs on a regular basis – I’m just sayin’.
So for everyone out there who wants to learn the moonwalk, like my J does, I have included a little “how-to” video I found. Happy moonwalking!