And then.. there was dancing.

Could it be proof that dancing is innate? That music lives inside of people of all ages, bursting to get out? A couple weeks ago, Poops started dancing to the Bonanza theme song. Evan would sing it, and Poops would bounce up and down, body, head and all. He started doing it in the exersaucer so we thought it was a fluke at first because it's real bouncy, but he does it pretty much anywhere when you sing it. This morning, I caught him dancing to a TJ Maxx commercial. La-la laaa la-la la-la-la-la TJ MAXX!