Dancing on an Escalator

Last night, I took my daughter to Barnes & Noble to enjoy a cookie and peruse the children’s book section. When leaving the store, she stated that she wanted to go down the escalator. We walked to the escalator, and, holding her hand, I stepped on first. She, at that moment, decided that she wasn’t so interested in the escalator suddenly, and dug in firmly, refusing to step on, but still holding firmly to my hand. 

What followed was a most interesting dance as I tried to not pull her over and not go flat on my own face at the same time. My Chaplain-esque moves were, I’m sure, the highlight of the evening to anyone watching.