![]() ![]() This happened that day and we all rejoiced the tamasha. We knew he loved music and Lambada was special for each and every time Lambada played, he would just stop whatever he was doing. He would try to dance with whichever way he could think of, all that feathery soft curly locks flying all over his face as he went head banging and foot tapping, then rolling on the ground when he didn't know what to do as the music rolled. ![]() would see my bonny baby going gaga with glee, one could see his only two toothed wide grin with a bit of his transparent sweet smelling baby drool trickling down the corner of his lips perhaps escaping the gaps left by the unborn set of teeth. Lambada comes first to mind because that was the FIRST that my son a toddler recognized as music and went adorably cute, alert with that sparkle in his eyes, leaving his feed leaking behind hopelessly on the nursery printed sheet of his as he weeble woobled towards the speaker to be right next to it and as close to that 'mewjee' (music) as he could be.Ĭhorando se foi quem un dia so me fez chorar chorando se foi quem un dia so me fez chorar. Gosh how i have been dying to do this post.only thing my hands were tied with chores.boring and endless.And this post sure is going to have it all.i mean not of the chores but what i've been so eager to share.į when i was taken with the stadiums and did a huge post on the stadiums last time this time it is Brazil and it's colorful culture which boasts of many celebrations and festivals it is not surprising that i can only think of Lambada, Samba, the Brazilian Carnival and Bumba Meu Boi. ![]()
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