Dear Youngest Son,
I am glad you got a kick out of watching me exercise this morning. The dancing I was doing is called Zumba, not "piñata dancing". Did I look like a piñata? I am a little concerned why you called it that. I know I am not the most coordinated dancer, but you do not need to continually remind me that I do not look like the lady on the T.V. I think next time I want to dance I will wait until you are at school.
Sincerely, Mom
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