Saturday Night Fever, Jr.

This morning Cole and I were jamming out having a dance party in the family room. He busted out all the usual moves (clapping, spinning, moving his head, stomping his feet, rolling his fists around each other). And then all of a sudden without any prompting... he raised his arm and pointed his little index finger in the air, and then he plunged his arm down and pointed his little index finger to the floor, and then back up went the finger again. If you can't picture it, he was doing the John-Travolta-style disco, one of my all time favs (see previous post). I'm so proud to be passing on all my special moves.