When I picked Griffin up from school yesterday, his teacher greeted me with a huge smile.
"So, Griffin was telling me all about your breakdancing today!" She exclaims.
"My what?" I ask, confused.
"Your breakdancing! He said it's your favorite thing to do around the house and you do it every chance you get."
Yes, that's me. The breakdancing mom. My five year old has quite an imagination.
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