Forced Dancing: Viva la Mexicana!
- Lickety Glitz
- Oct 31, 2019
- 1 min read
Updated: Nov 13, 2020
Is there any better way to celebrate Day of the Dead than force dancing your dementia loved one? I don't think so!
I woke up the other morning with a song in my head that turned out to be a jingle that turned out to be racist, but my "Ai-yi-yi!" made Mom smile so, my apologies in advance to my fellow human beings of Latino decent.
I sure hope the "Hanker for a Hunk of Cheese" guy wasn't a bigoted schmuck too. That would blow my whole childhood out of the water.
Can't get enough of me torturing my mother through dance? I gotchoo' covered!
Hahaha! That's awesome, Deb. You and Tom have a great Halloween! In honor of the season I'm going to call myself a Scaregiver all day long. ;)
Okay, that was a real trip back to my childhood. And I'm a little worried, now, because I read Skippyjon Jones out loud to children using what I'm pretty sure is the same kind of voice as the Frito Bandito guy. I have to admit, also, that when it's time for lunch or snack, I've been known to announce, "I'm so hungry, I could eat a wagon wheel!" which draws weird stares from the grade school crowd. As far as dancing with your mom: enjoy this time! I used to dance with my mother, and there were times I'd visit where she lived and we'd all (the other residents and I) would have ourselves a nice little music recital a…