Noah is suddenly quite into dancing. He wants to dance a lot. He woke up two mornings in a row at 6:00am. I walked into the hallway (which was all bright since he'd turned the light on) and told him it was still dark out so he needed to go back to bed. He looked at me like I was nuts and said he didn't want to sleep. He wanted to go downstairs and dance. I couldn't argue with him because it made me laugh. I turned on some music quietly and he started cutting a rug at 6am. The next morning he did the same thing, but Paul was able to coax him back to bed.
Last night after dinner we had a dance party too. We had to repeat the Hot Chocolate song from the Polar Express I don't know how many times for him to dance to. Later on he came into the bathroom when I was getting ready and told me out of the blue "You are a GREAT dancer mom! You are a fantastic dancer. You're the fantastic dancer in the whole WORLD!"
Today Paul was looking for Noah's cup at lunchtime and Noah told him it was by the "dancer". Paul was confused for only a couple seconds until he realized he meant our ipod docking station. That's where we dance :)
3 comments:
LOLLOL LOVE THAT
I wish I felt like dancing at 6:00!
I love it and really think that I NEED to see a video of this!!
Cori - we posted one a few posts down (may have to go back a page) called Noah getting his groove on or something like that. It's hilar! LOL!
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