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Last night while we were allowing the turkey to digest, and before eating PIE!, this is how we occupied our time. With the Gypsy Kings as our soundtrack and The Tiny Dancer as our entertainment.

She's got some serious groove goin' on. And I'd like to say that she inherited that from her momma. But if this were the case, we'd have to do a maternity test because it would mean she wasn't mine. And since I VIVIDLY recall giving birth to her, I would have to say she gets her rhythm booty-lishus-moves from her dear old Dad. That's right folks. As I've mentioned before, he's got skills.

Comments

Danielle said…
Oh. My. Gosh. She is like a miniature ballroom dancer! That is so cute Laynee!!!!
November 28, 2008 at 4:41 PM
The Raguskus Family said…
Who taught her how to dance? How adorable is she? That is to funny, you should totally send it in to something like America's Funniest Home Video's. She is too cute.
November 28, 2008 at 5:59 PM
Vicky said…
oh I wish I could hug her... so cute! Reall GOOD rythm!!
November 28, 2008 at 7:44 PM
Mandy said…
Oh I miss her so much. Em both your girls have their mommas moves and style.
November 28, 2008 at 9:14 PM
Danielle said…
Cute new family pic!
November 30, 2008 at 2:51 PM
The Brownings said…
Girls got rhythm!! That is so stinking adorable!
December 1, 2008 at 3:23 PM
Unknown said…
loved the clip! isn't turkey day a.....fun day???? yeah when your kids are little! Just wait until they are all grown.....phew! I love the family pic too! You got it going ERMA! hugs.....
December 2, 2008 at 12:31 PM
Antonio said…
Cutest thing I've seen in a long while.
December 15, 2008 at 4:12 PM
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