soulful song

Dancing with my mom to Mambo #5 while we waited for the pie we were baking to finish cooking. The music was streaming loud through out the house and I could feel the beat pulsing in rhythm with my heart.  I would shake my hair and jump on the square ottoman pretending to be Lou Bega himself listing off his list of ladies around the world. My mom would grab my hands and we would do a mixture of the twist and shaking our hips with the beat. We would swing our arms and put on swanky faces while inhaling the sweet aroma of the apples baking in the oven. A single song that transformed out moods from boring to sassy and swinging, a song that was an essential part of my childhood and a treasured memory.