Jackson sure likes music. Anything that plays a little tune has our little man bopping. Bopping is Jackson's version of dancing, he just bops up and down at the knees, it sure is cute. This morning Ron was showing Jackson a fancier dance, something that would look appropriate in a junior high gymnasium in say... 1982. Jackson gave his dad the most peculiar look, as if to say "Dad, that isn't dancing!" I'm sure we'll have many more of those peculiar looks to look forward to.
As a kid, I spent many car rides ducked down as far as possible to avoid being seen with my parents while they were "dancing". I have no doubt we will torture Jackson just the same.
For now, Jackson likes dancing to any kind of music, especially daddy's guitar.
He even likes to try strumming a ditty here and there. (He was getting over his cold here, his face is greasy from all the mineral oil that's trying to heal his poor chapped nose)
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I hope he continues to dance...life is fun while you are dancing.
Love, Grandma Pam
Dance Dance Dance
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