We braved the grocery store with both girls today. Normally I do the shopping while S. stays home with them. It was a typical day with two kids: C. was fussy the first 15 minutes we were in the store; as soon as her mood improved, M. started acting up. Loads of fun. While I was in line to check out, S. found a fountain with goldfish in it that kept M. occupied. But, when it was time to leave, she threw a fit. Wonderful.

There was one true highlight, though. The girls were all one aisle over from me while I was deciding what kind of cereal to get for the week. On the in-store music, “I Can’t Go For That” by Hall & Oates came on. I nodded my head a little, enjoying my guilty pleasure, as I tossed a couple boxes of Honey Nut Cheerios into the cart. When I turned the corner to the aisle where the Brannan girls were hanging out, I was greeted by S. dancing around with C. in her arms, while M. did her own little dance in front of them. It was pretty damn funny. When M. saw me, she yelled, “Daddy, wanna dance?” My daughter’s request, H2O in the air, how could I resist? So for about 20 seconds, the entire family was getting down in the grocery store to some classic blue-eyed soul.