When we returned from California yesterday, the Williams family did two very nice things for us. First, they picked us up at the airport. Second, they invited us over to dinner with them, which was very helpful given the fact that we had little food in the house.During dinner we all went around the table and shared our most "memorable moment" from our vacations. (The Williams family had traveled to Colorado at nearly the same time we had traveled to California.) The moment I shared is the one pictured here. Emery and me dancing at Disney, moments before the Electrical Parade began. I tried to explain to Glenn why it had been so special, but the words don't do the moment justice. There was a live band playing Beach Boys music in the middle of the street. Emery and I started dancing together. She wanted to be "dipped," and each time she would arch her back hard, go upside down, and then return back to me with a grin a million miles wide. The part that is ingrained in my mind, however, was the thirty seconds or so that we spun around in a continuous circle. It was like one of those movie shots where the camera is the perspective of one person, gazing into the eyes of another ... the two are spinning ... the person's face is in focus, and the background is just a blur behind them. That was us. That was Emery and me. And her eyes were locked on me in a way that I will never forget. It was as if she was staring deep into my soul.
I'm glad wasn't perceptive enough to know that if she had asked me for ANYTHING at that moment ... I would have given it to her without pause or second thought. Talk about being wrapped around a little finger.
When we got home last night, the Rees family had sent me an email telling me that they had posted some pictures from our time at Disney online. I went to look at their album, and found this picture of Emery and me dancing. I'm so grateful Tim caught this moment, because we did not have it on our camera.
