I want to talk a little about the legend of Footloose. It's a tale of one of Earth's
Mightiest Heroes, a man named Kevin Bacon. In said tale, Kevin Bacon heroically
teaches a town of lame, stuck in their way people that dancing is the greatest
thing there is. And yes, I did rip off most of that description from Guardians of the Galaxy and Avengers: Infinity War.
Honestly, I feel like there's some kind of a massive
generation gap as it relates to Footloose.
While I've long been aware of the film (and the hit Kenny Loggins song), I'm
pretty sure I have never experienced it for myself. The film, not the song;
I've heard the song on many, many occasions. In fact, most of my peers seem to
have the same experiences regarding Footloose.
Taking all of this into account, I'm beginning to believe
that it may be time for a new hero to arise in the great tradition of men like
Kevin Bacon. Someone is needed to teach the world (or one backwards town) that
dancing is the greatest thing there is. The legend of Footloose is begging to be shared with a new generation and there's
only one man, err...baby, who is ”man" enough for the job: Ethan Holt!
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It goes without saying that there is one very important
prerequisite for being the face of Footloose
for a new generation. One must actually be able to dance. Lucky for all,
Ethan has that ability in spades.
While Ethan has always been a big fan of music, we didn't
actually realize just how much he loved it until recently. One day last week, I
found myself frantically trying to get dinner prepared while Bethany was
finishing up her work day. Ellie was happily reading books to herself in the
living room while Ethan preoccupied himself with screaming at me as I hurriedly
sliced carrots. As the stress from the constant screams was beginning to rattle
me, I began to grow increasingly more concerned for the safety of my fingers.
It was then that I decided to try something a little
desperate. Taking our bluetooth speaker, which was blasting music on the
counter, I handed it to Ethan so that he could examine it. My hope was that his
curiosity would buy me about four minutes of peace with which I could finish my
prep. What I got was much more than four minutes.
Taking the speaker in his hands, Ethan examined it
thoroughly before setting it on the ground and taking a step back. Then,
picking it back up again, he began to excitedly bounce up and down while
peppering in occasional squeals of delight. The faster the song, the happier
and more pronounced the moves. Before long, he was two-stepping so fast that it
wasn't out of the question to see him fall on his backside. Props to him though
as he dusted himself off and went straight back to dancing.
The great thing about Ethan's new Footloose and fancy free lifestyle is that he's already learned a
new word as a result. Whenever he sees our bluetooth speaker, he will
immediately point to it while happily exclaiming "Dance!". Of course,
if we don't immediately start playing music, the tears will start streaming.
In other words, if we don't allow Ethan, a.k.a. Kevin Bacon,
to dance, then Bethany and I become the denizens of Bomont, Utah. That's
apparently the town where Footloose takes
place and yes, I did have to look that up on Wikipedia. Perhaps in the future,
I should skip some Marvel movies and repeats of The Office and instead pepper a little Footloose into my watch queue. #DaddyWrite
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