Girls just want to have fun
A couple of summers ago, my mom, me and my older sister went to Ireland to visit my moms side of the family. My mom has lots of sisters and brothers who also had lots of kids, so the family is really big but really close. Once we went home to my Aunt B’s house who is probably my moms closest sister. Aunt B has 4 kids, two of which are girls and are the same age as me and my sister so we get along really well.
That night we gathered inside her big, cosy kitchen and we were all teasing KT about nothing in particular. She got really upset and ran into the bathroom so I followed her and tried to get her to come out. After alot of pleading for her to come out, she suddenly burst out of the bathroom and ran back into the kitchen. She turned on the CD player and one of Shakira’s most up beat songs filled the room. She grabbed a dishcloth, her face still displaying anger and began danicing rapidly to the music using the dishcloth. We burst into laughter and she cracked a smile. Eventually we had all gotten up and were dancing with her on and off the kitchen table.
The music and laughter died down at around 1:30 am, and we were all pushed upstairs to go to bed.