Or in L's opinion...not so much.
Having recently read that dancing with your kiddo can enhance his development (and let's face it, burn some calories off this post-baby body) I decided to give it a shot. Not my best shot by any means (shush those of you who went out with me in college), but you know, a fair shot. So out came the iPod to be placed on the docking station and with a quick touch of the screen, the first song came up:
Don't ask me to explain why this song is on our playlist.
Anyway, a few rump shakes later, the running man, the John Trovolta, the shopping cart, the party in the USA and hand rolls....this is the reaction I got:
That, and a lot of head shaking "no."
Apparently, groove is no longer in the heart. Either that, or Mommy is just a really, really bad dancer.