A few weeks ago I saw Mama Mia (the movie). My family is the type of family where people do genuinely burst into song now and again, so I really enjoyed them film. Plus, it’s Abba and it’s hard to be unhappy when you’re listening to Abba. Today I caught myself singing and dancing around to engage Bug. I love that he’ll just start singing and dancing with me, but I know it won’t last. That makes me sad, but for now I’m living the Mama Mia life (minus the illegitimate daughter, of course).