Oliver dances. A lot. He would rather dance than crawl, walk or sleep. If there is a dissonant noise going on somewhere, you can rest assured my whiter than white son will find a rhythm in it somewhere and will start rocking back and forth! Well, over Christmas, Oliver was taught a new dancey dance by our mechanical Cowboy Santa. Now instead of bopping, he rolls his hips and thrusts his pelvis.Can't wait to teach him the time warp! Video to follow (as soon as I figure out which camera it is on.)
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It was on my camera! I've posted it on my blog:
http://thehansen.blogspot.com
Come on over, you're all invited!!! Though my commentary is pretty bland compared to Alyssa's. Comedy skips a generation!
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