There have been only a handful of times since Brittain was born that I’ve had a night (with or without Brittain) that turned out to be more fun that I thought possible. There was a night a couple of years ago where Dan and I had a night out in Atlanta with Cecilia and Matt. We went to the hockey game and then to a few bars, embarrassing ourselves at karaoke along the way. We had SO much fun that night. Cec and I talked about it every day for I don’t know how long. In fact, we decided that it was so great that we didn’t know if we’d ever be able to recreate it that much fun again.
We experienced another night like this not too long ago with our friends, Jenny, Matt and Ava. After spending the day at Jenny’s dad’s pool with them, we decided to continue the party at our house. Shortly after we got there I decided it would be a great idea to have a “dance party.” I knew the girls would love it. I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to talk the guys into it. After already having had a discussion that we all secretly liked the Miley Cyrus song, “Party in the USA,” I asked Dan to do a download it for us. He ended up downloading 6 different songs, and those 6 songs became the official “dance party” CD. After repeating the CD about 150 times, dancing and laughing harder than I knew possible, and watching Brittain and Ava giggle from the fun and watching their parents act like fools, we finally (and somewhat unwillingly) called it a night at 12:30 a.m.
We don’t know if there will ever be a way to relive and recreate that night and the fun we had, but you know we’re sure as hell going to try!
P.S. In case you’re curious about the title of this post, one of the dance party songs was “I gotta feeling” by Black Eyed Peas. There is one chorus in the song where they sing “Mozel Tav” and then after it “L’chaim.” We kept wondering all night what the heck that even meant (even though it was one of our favorite parts to the song.) When deciding on the title of this post, I decided to look up what the word meant (and it’s spelling.) I found that it’s a Jewish toast that means, “To Life!” Couldn’t imagine anything more appropriate here. So, to Jenny, Matt, and Ava, “L’chaim!”
