Bust a Move

Cole likes to break dance. Whenever Brandi, his babysitter, arrives he totally freaks out. He screams excitedly, spins around, and then falls to the floor doing some crazy break dance-like moves. He sits on his butt and spins. Then gets himself upright again, bends at the waist, puts his hands on the floor and bends his knees up and down. I keep waiting for him to do a windmill, but I don't know if he's ready for that yet. I swear I even saw him do the Moonwalk once. He can move, I've got to hand it to him. And he definitely did not get his dance moves from his dad, who thinks that swaying side to side is some form of dancing (sorry, honey). And, even though I have been known to shake my money maker from time to time, I do not claim to have passed on the groove gene to Cole. He's on his own with that one. It's refreshing to watch him move. He does it with so much joy, and absolutely no ego or self-consciousness. What more could I ask?