This is George's car seat "dance." Actually, it may just be his "Blurred Lines" dance. We love that song... don't judge. Either way, it consists of wearing sunglasses and shaking his head back and forth... slowly to the beat. You're going to have to turn your head sideways because I don't know how to flip this. Stupid portrait-style phone.
This is our dance party tonight. I started some music and George started dancing. At some point, his blankies got involved. He made me re-start this same song for about 40 minutes straight. By the time he was done dancing, he was sweaty and exhausted. Ruthie even got in on the dancing!
Let's just talk about summer music for a second: there are a lot of songs that we like this year. And I think "Blurred Lines" is catchy enough to give it a pass on how dirty it is. However, Selena Gomez, "Come and Get It" is annoying... and therefore, I cannot excuse the filth. George really likes "I Don't Care" by Iconapop. I learned the hard way that I have to look for the radio-edit version. He runs around yelling "I DON'T CARE!" which may not be a great thing.... but it's funny.




