On evenings when I’m cooking dinner, Luke and Hannah get to watch Paw Patrol.
The opening tune is catchy and I’ve taken to dancing it out in front of the TV while it’s playing. Hannah smiles and laughs every time.
Luke ignores me.
So, basically I’m doing this for Hannah. At least I thought…
Tonight after we started the show, I went to start making dinner, but forgot to dance. Luke suddenly asked:
Can you dance?
So, I did.
Mind you, Luke still kept his eyes glued to the TV the entire time and never cracked a smile or gave any indication I was there.
I suppose I should be grateful that apparently he’s been noticing me around the house these past four years.