Lately, the kids have been having full-on dance parties in the backseat (while strapped into their car seats, of course). It's pretty hilarious to witness, and a bit dangerous, I might add. I spend far too much time looking in the rear-view mirror and not enough time looking at the road in from of me.
Baby J is a particularly enthusiastic dancer. Check it out. She takes a minute or so to get revved up, but she'll get there, I promise. Also, that is not an injured walrus you hear in the background. It's C-Man trying to hog attention per usual.
(I know most of you skip over bloggers' videos of their kids, hey, I do it too!)