Steve and I slow danced tonight for the second time ever (the first was at our wedding). Roisin and Locke were too shy to be in the spotlight for their first dance at their reception so they asked all couples to join them and dance to Elvis' "Can't Help Falling in Love."
Mr. Sweetypants and I were dancing not cheek-to-cheek, but temple-to-temple. He said, "I feel like a conjoined twin."
Neither of us are demure laughers, so all the other guests were probably wondering who the crazy people were. We laughed for three solid minutes.
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