Tonight I experienced my first rock concert. Mom and dad thoughtfully protected my delicate eardrums.
Playing with dad's bike helmet.
My friend Caoimhe and her dad Nathan were there too. Lily was there too, but not pictured.
Turns out I love to dance! Everyone around us cheered for me at the end of the song.
What comes after dancing? Napping of course.
And another perspective of the dancing...
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
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2 comments:
I think he must get his moves from me! Get down little man!! xoxo
Hello from Cuba, tiny dancer.
You and your dad still have the same haircut.
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