The sibling dance party, in five

"Wait guys, I have an idea," he says.

There is a pause, brief still silence, before the music. And the squealing. And, what I can only assume is wiggling and dancing. They're laughing and singing.

"Hey, watch this!"

"Did you see that?!"

Minor bumps and crashes come from the small room at the end of the hall. I'm assuming no injuries.

We do dance parties in this house. Arcade Fire and Mumford and Veggie Tales and Backyardigans. We hold hands and twirl. We jump and hug. We fall on the floor silly and dizzy.

The music has stopped.

"Wait guys, I have an idea."

He makes a stage and shows them their places on his bed. And he sings, for at least the 83rd time, the Addams Family theme song, a reprise from his concert earlier this week. No music, no discernable melody, a few finger snaps. And they eat it up. They love him. He is the big brother, and he gives them good gifts.

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