I wish you could see Buby dance. It's really something. Lately our dance-a-thons have bordered on the hilarious. Almost acrobatic. Buby's energy, rhythm and coordination are enviable qualities. Yesterday we rocked out to Doodlebops in the car, Philadelphia Chickens in the playroom, and then Little People in the kitchen. Music is all around us during the day, and Buby has different dances for different tunes. He runs up to the CD player, which he can't reach yet, and begs for "MUZIK." Instant happy face appears. He busts a few moves and then makes me stop whatever I'm doing to take his hand. Yes, I've mastered the fine art of wacky dance with a 35-lb weight on my left hip. And sometimes he likes to be dipped and swung from side to side. Oh boy!
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