Firsts and DanceSport

Aaron and I went to DanceSport for our date this week. We took Noah with us, but he was really good, so I think it still counted as a date. It brought back fond memories of when Aaron and I were only friends and dance partners (or so he thought). We totally botched DanceSport, but we had a great time dancing. We're planning on taking a dance class together next semester. The jury is still out on whether that will be standard or latin. I'm voting for latin.

Noah seemed to really enjoy himself. He was fascinated by the bright colors and sparkles on the dancers' dresses. He watched intently for two hours before drifting off to sleep on my lap.

The last little while has been full of firsts: the first black president, the first time Noah woke up only once during the night, the first time I found an ancestor's name and got it ready for the temple, and the first time I tried corned beef and cabbage (a new favorite). Kind of cool...