Today’s post became tomorrow’s post in the tap of a foot and the wiggle of a butt this morning. While getting ready for work and day care, Bubba and I were watching the little bit of the Olympics Closing Ceremony we could fit in.

I cried during Imagine, partly because well, who didn’t really, and partly in anticipation. Of sharing with Bubba amazing music and musicians as she grows up, but knowing that will include sharing the bad stuff in the world. We’ll go to Strawberry Fields in Central Park in New York, we’ll look up at the Dakota Building where Lennon lived and was shot and we’ll talk about how lives are sometimes cut tragically short. Of course, Bubba will know this earlier than most kids because her Grandpa is a guardian angel.

The barrage of 90s music drew me out of my melancholy though (definitely showing my age this morning!) and I cheered right up when George Michael came onstage. I’m proud to bursting so share this next piece of news: Bubba clambered down from the couch and started dancing. To George Michael. And so another generation of George lovers is born.

Way to go baby girl. Way. To. Go!

I’m just a little sorry now I didn’t buy her a ticket to his concert in November so she could come with me.

Of course, we had to heave home then. I literally had to drag myself away from the television so that I wasn’t late for work. But I really didn’t want to miss the Spice Girls. Waaaaaahhhhhh. No doubt every news bulletin, entertainment news cast, Twitter and Facebook feed today will be filled with replays, but I wanted to see them spicing up the world along with everyone else.

It’s the little things.

I might have cried again when I got to work. I’m blaming my girlfriend whose daughter is one day older than Bubba. She sent me a text which I read while in a crowded lift. The text said: the next time the Olympics roll around, our babies will be in primary school!

I gasped audibly in the lift, then my bottom lip started to shake. Noooooooo, you mean she isn’t going to be a Bubba forever?

Oh well, at least she’s going to be my Bubba forever. Viva forever.