so obviously, the kid loves to dance.
and i know we shouldnt, but the hubs and seriously love to get down (meaning car jam out) to kesha.
oh, the shame we daily carry.
anyways, here is the eldest of our offspring dancing his little monkey buns off.
i actually have more serious and heartfelt things to blog about, but its been a hard flippin day and this kitchen dance party is just what i needed.