Jake and Reece's second birthday party, The Hamptons, New York

Even after all these years, Jim Beckett still wasn't used to all this. And he wasn't thinking of the fact that he was in the Hamptons home of Rick Castle, New York Times Bestselling author, and his daughter's favorite author. No, what still amazed him was the fact that he was here, watching his daughter and her family celebrate the second birthdays of his grandsons.

On the surface, this party was like any other birthday party out there – hamburgers and hot dogs fresh off the grill, baked beans, potato salad, two individual birthday cakes for the birthday boys (Jake got his Star Wars cake and Reece got his Star Trek cake), great music and lots of smiles and laughter. No, this was a normal kind of party, but his heart was overflowing with happiness this day.

Because he almost missed all this. Because he let his overwhelming sorrow and grief bury himself in a bottle. And if it wasn't for his beautiful Katie and her push to get him back to living again.

But as he looked around some more, he mentally shook himself off that train of thought. This was a happy occasion, and he was going to enjoy it. When he heard the song change to "The Macarena", he had to laugh. It brought back happy memories of Katie and Jo fooling around in their living room, laughing when Jo would turn the wrong way. And now he watched as Katie, Alexis and Lanie jumped up and started to dance. Even the birthday boys were dancing - Rick helped Reece while Martha helped Jake.

He was so busy watching the all fun, he didn't notice that Lily wasn't dancing. She came to him and held out her hands and said, "Come on, Grandpa, dance! It's fun!"

"Well, Lily bug, I don't know how to dance this dance, so maybe I'll just watch," he told her with a smile.

"I'll teach you! I know how, Mama taught me!" How could he say no to that face? It was like looking at his Katie, his little girl.

"Okay, you teach me. But let me warn you, I have two left feet," and he laughed when Lily looked at his feet with a quizzical look on her face. Rick must have noticed because he laughed loudly.

"Sweetie, Grandpa just means he's not a good dancer. But you'll fix that, I'm sure." Rick smiled at his younger daughter as she took her grandfather's hand.

"Okay, Grandpa, here we go. First put your arm out like this….." Jim remembered the basics of the dance, and after a few repetitions, started to put a few personal touches. When he had to put his hands on his butt, he made sure to do it enough so it made some noise. And Lily giggled when he put an extra wiggle into his hip roll.

He didn't realize it at first, but everyone else had stopped dancing and had started recording. He looked up and saw all the phones pointing at him and Lily and knew that this video was going on the internet very soon, to every social media site out there. Boy oh boy, was Theresa going to have fun with this!

And he thought to himself, he'd happily let them post this on YouTube, Facebook and everywhere if it meant he could forever see the big smile on his daughter's face, and hear the giggles of his grandsons and the laughter of his granddaughter.

A/N: Another of my stories that comes from real life. When the Macarena was first popular, one of my nieces was about 3 or 4 years old. And one day, she was dancing the dance, and my dad was sitting there. She wanted him to dance with her, he told her he didn't know how to do it, and she taught him. Luckily, my sister-in-law captured it all on video. It's one of the sweetest things I ever saw. Too bad we didn't have social media in those days – my dad would have gone viral!