Just the other night, I caught Gordy having a Dance Party of his own with the girls.
There was hip bumping and twirling...
a few artistic dips thrown in for good measure....
... and general merriment all around.
All we needed were strobe lights and a disco ball and the we'd be a proper discotheque.
.... oh, well, if we had music, I mean.
Did I mention that this was a music-free dance party?
Henry was at the kitchen island, doing homework, so the three of them were dancing to the music in their heads only.
Silent dancing by the dishwasher... anyone want to join us?